The Vermicious Knid - No-Life Crisis lyrics

Bruises are artifacts Holding the ashes of instinct Slow down the world to make a point Forget how to act How to breathe and just learn to blend Piecing together the bull in the heather The stiff in the spineless And everything under your tongue Racing to find you and losing our way back to The end of you Racing to lose and finding our way back to The thought of you I'll always have everything But waste it like days that just stand still Slow down the world to make a point Forget how to act How to breathe and just learn to blend Piecing together the bull in the heather The stiff in the spineless And everything under your tongue Racing to find you and losing our way back to The end of you Racing to lose you and finding our way back to Thoughts of you Until now, my eyes understood You just said all you could say Said it you waited and forget It's under your tongue