Twelve carbon flood
Render it all, render it all down
Smell it in the sun, smell it in the sun
In the hot summer months
Twelve carbon flood
Render it all, render it all down
Smell it in the sun, smell it in the sun
In the hot summer months
If you feel a shake
A shiver in the slightest
Then the rest of the sequence is silenced
I'm paralyzed
As I stand by waiting
Because you told me that motion erases
I wash in your wake
Float in my own filth
Dig my heels into the silt
Draft plans, never build
Before we make mistakes
Drown out the burden we'd create
Twelve carbon flood
Render it all, render it all down
Smell it in the sun, smell it in the sun
In the hot summer months
Twelve carbon flood
Render it all, render it all down
Smell it in the sun, smell it in the sun
In the hot summer months
So nothing shines
Nothing rattles or whispers
Except in my mind
Let it unwind
Everything's rusted together, it covers my eyes
Faith in design, until I lose faith in mine
I fled into the night
Better than into the fire
I fled into the night
Better than into the fire
