Maybe I?ll breakdown   Maybe I?ll try   Circumvent inoculation   And I just want a cut      When will I breakdown   Lately I might   Unconnect the fascination   And I just want to touch      This is a list   They?re my demands   Forget the question   Come on, bring your nervous hands      You read it in my letter   'Patience worth is dead'   Suffocate the inkwell   I am legion said the pen      Her seraph snout   And cruciform limp   I blame the shrouding   Of a lesser man      My sigil contraptions   They work with no crutches   Don?t show me the hinges   I am absent      Maybe I?ll breakdown   Maybe I?ll try   Circumvent inoculation   And I just want a cut      When will I breakdown   Lately I might   Unconnect the fascination   And I just want to touch      She came to me when she was   Pouring out of drool   Under sedation   Under vulgar multitudes      If you stay and try   To fix what you did   The sheets were wet from   All those messages      A million petitions, her lock with no key   You forfeit the right to be believed   Full implant, shapeless as a jewel   And I am stranded by eternal solitude      Maybe I?ll breakdown   Maybe I?ll try   Circumvent inoculation   And I just want a cut      When will I breakdown   Lately I might   Unconnect the fascination   And I just want to touch      The vault that I call home   It falls beneath your palms   Before I crawl my way out   She calls      You?re standing right outside my window   Water thirsting   You're standing right outside my window   Water thirsting, will I drown      I?ll never get a distance shot   Heard vesper pure   I never wanna see your face   'Til the word is made flesh      You?d better ask Metatron   Those flowers that withered away   In the pages of your book   For one day they won?t block your route      In the dead plot you dream in   Ten go away   Ten born of pray   Ten go away      Folding wormholes   My time is riding in the alphabet   Folding wormholes   My time is writing on the wall      In the dead plot you dream in   Ten go away   Ten born of pray   Ten go away      Folding wormholes   My time is riding in the alphabet   Folding wormholes   My time is writing on the wall      Debase by your sentence   I fell in the trap   What door slid behind me   I can?t see it anymore      When she sleeps as a witness   Got no better hands   Tied a single stutter   Do you speak my dialect?      Accidents will happen   Keep your earnings to yourself   One sip under the table   Until it moves all by itself      In the eye of Fatima   I kept all your dreams   In a waking solution   Of indictment      Maybe I?ll breakdown   Maybe I?ll try   Circumvent inoculation   And I just want a cut      When will I breakdown   Lately I might   Unconnect the fascination   And I just want to touch