I've got these hands and I've got some oxygen   I just don't know what to do with it   Brandy tricks and treats the knees and I fell for it   Somehow they say this doll will sway and   Swing between the universe and me   We'll spend our days fast and grey   Trying not to drink the sea   We're so stout and double faced   Becoming prophets everyday with a gospel   Of how we grooved and all the breath that it removed      The rebellion is over   The colors are much bolder   And the emperor's new clothes sag      I'll try my best, I'll make it fit   But the more it grinds the worse it gets   I watch it shake my hold of it   The more it runs the more tired I get      Take all of space, the earth and how it tastes   I never loved it anyways   We fought the rain with the heaviest chains   Hoping to drown or float away   Everything you could have been   Has been rebuilt with gauze and tin   What I want is just to get on   Never get off   Never move on      I don't have a single cell to pawn   To the tricks the devil trips us on      I'll try my best, I'll make it fit   But the more it grinds the worse it gets   I watch it shake my hold of it   The more it runs the more tired I get      We arm this room and get left in empty tombs   As the invisible break through   Screaming I know how to make this easier   I can make it easier   I can make it