Admiral Fallow - The Paper Trench download song

Lyrics

All of the high rolling and the soft focus
Helps with the stockpiling of your wooden self
Only in high rolling and in soft focus
Do we ever ask, «Is there not more than this?»
Holy Moses and holy cow
My varicose roots are coming out
It’s a trench and the cult and the culture it breeds
Only serves to feed one side and crush the rest
Those that siphon the green from the air that we breathe
To line fat pockets with the residue
And we suffer in silent mothballed fury
Trees that have long since shed their rings
As if to rub out the ballpoint memory of a thousand sins
Holy Moses and holy cow
My varicose roots are coming out
And my sinew fingers throw them away
A ring per sin
A ring per sin
All of the high rolling and the soft focus
Helps with the stockpiling of your wooden self
Only in high rolling and in soft focus
Do we ever ask, «Is there not more than this?»
It’s a trench and the cult and the culture it breeds
Only serves to feed one side and crush the rest
Those that siphon the green from the air that we breathe
To line fat pockets with the residue
And we suffer in silent mothballed fury
Trees that have long since shed their rings
As if to rub out the ballpoint memory of a thousand sins
Holy Moses and holy cow
My varicose roots are coming out
And my sinew fingers throw them away
A ring per sin
A ring per sin
Only in high rolling and in soft focus (I will make you bleed)
Only in high rolling and in soft focus (I will close your eyes)
Only in high rolling and in soft focus (You'll never quit)
Only in high rolling and in soft focus