Lyrics

[Incidentally, for those of you at home: This song is about cops knocking your house down, finding you three days later, sending you to jail, and then you having a lot of time to think about things] Brick building falls in and pins legs to concrete It's days drinking piss before they manage to find me Wake chained to bed, with a throat full of plastic I choke out one word, and that word was 'bastards' Sit opposite six peers and one bloated asshole Admonished like a child, while they hold me in shackles If given free rein, they'd string me from a tree But seeing as they can't, they do the very next best thing Find a hole, so deep, where no light is shone They drill ten more feet, and tell me I'm home It was there in that place, alone in my box Where I learned there's a reason some things go untaught The way the world leans, its curve and its axis The satellite brain, and its time spent in orbit The grave, and the millstone, the body left folded The time in the sun, before it exploded Stone cut from mountains, mountains cut from ice The arm left extended, and the harm it invites