i changed my mind
and looked no better
hard of hart blind blind to his higher art
my [bad word] my anger in disguise i slip under
i slip under quiet
he spots me anyhow
chalk up my name
you burn my bridges for me
to a dry and clackin stalk
i swallow stone
they do not recognize inside with them
the locust has no king
just noise and hard language
they talk me over but i fade slower
on fever
blessed persistence right under my skin
blessed persistence
blessed persistence right under my skin
you burn my bridges for me
to a dry and clackin stalk
blessed persistence [bad word] to mind [bad word] to mind [bad word] to mind [bad word] to mind
hey chalk up my name
right under your skin
to a dry and clackin stalk [bad word] nothing comes to mind [bad word] nothing comes to mind [bad word] to mind