Wake up (9x)   Look where you are   It was a dream (4x)   It was a   It's so funny (2x)   It's so fun (9x)   Funny how far you are from where you've been      Spit up (9x)   Get out the taste of fermented speeches   Swallow it down (2x)   I know it burns   but when it burns it teaches      Seven o'clock (2x)   Get up, get up   Move, shower and shave   The shell of skin like extra limbs   Tucked in, tucked in, hide every trace   In your pleated pants   Baby (5x) -steps is all you can take   and awkwardly stumble forward      Tip of the tounge   Heated debate   Reflux, reflux   You can't stop it from comin' up   Words of the past taste like a meal   Simple ideals nutritionless as soda   And so falsely filling   they kept you sharp up to a point when they started dulling   And with everything blurring   Your tired eyes still miss the clarity      Skin is a shell   Shape of a child crawled out half way 'n hit the frozen wind   And breathed deeply   Fossil of youth   Blackening leaves   Dead weight, dead weight   Can't help but imaginin'   Crazy voice: Just sever it - it'd be so easy   it's inefficient and naive   Lettin' leech and feed off you   but you keep it there hidden   And hopefully stumble forward - with baby steps      When you swallow your words   You'll start speaking in tongues   It's both your will and theirs   That keeps filling your lungs   With the fumes that fuel illness and songs   You're a father and also a son      In a tower of steel   Or a bridge made of straws   Though the structure is real   And can act as a law   That exaggerates your deepest flaw   It could also be the shapes you draw   the, the architect of      Small Circles, maybe 10 feet, drawin'   Little tattooes on the people you meet, like those   Crazies who eat their placentas, you put your   Molted shell through an industrial juicer and   Gulp it down   Gulp it down   Gulp it down   Gulp it down with some pride son   It's the vanilla pipe dream extract   so bittersweet      With a mouthful of worms   There is protein enough   To last a few days   In the thickening rough   The surroundings that so hard to love   Are deceptively soft to your touch   If you conjure up a      Telekinetic burning heat   Your fingers a glowing neon pink   Your wilting an eye n' wincing wink   You get, get, you get learned when you get burned   Whether your pupils melt into black tears   And roll of your face   Or the structures incinerate   You'll see a New City   A New City   A New City   A New City      ...when you swallow your words