Exhume the dead decathlon

We're running races on all fours

I am a snowflake to satiate the yearning

To wet the tongues of thirsty ne'er-do-wells

Appease the peasant

In the quarters of the puppeteers

A child that can't wipe its own ass

But knows enough to feel ashamed

I'm stretched as thin as fishing line

In a vessel stuck in neutral on an infinite decline

Yeah, oh what a privilege to remain submerged

Compassion's only real when it hurts

Drag your fingers between my lips, please teach me how

Live in an unearned home in my heart

My love undone, I am the one celestial cockroach

Ask and receive

Hear and discard

Gather your toys

Play in the yard

Stray from our sight and immediately the memory's gone, discover what we do is secret

Frail, the connection, disciple and messiah

The strings that lift my fingers to the sky

Unclear discernment

Am I god or another stock marionette

Built to believe he is unique?

Stray from our sight and immediately the memory's gone, discover what we do is secret

Hush darling