Less - Drift Marionette lyrics

I play such a good sane game Nobody believes where i go You know i hoped i would grow But i just got old And my paint blooming off of me Is exposing all these holes Heaven, a museum of dead angels and In my mind they do what i tell them to Fallen in impossible angles and Unable to do what they're built to do I drift away Snares and lines behind Catch nothing on me That i need Comes a time when the last bit Of skin yields to scar And that tissue is all you've got Keeping you here Dancing with invisible anglers and When i'm done carefully remove the curl Sinking far past the surface and The net drops me from rafters to underworld String me up High as god So i don't Fall again (2x)