Moss - Intellectual

[Chorus]

You touch the moss, you touch the rot (yeah)

I'm in the bog, a fucking lonely spot

This green is deep, it's crawling in my veins

Don't you dare come close, you'll never know what it contains

My throne is mud, my crown is fucking peat

Every whisper here is slow, defeat

The fog's my breath, the chill's my only friend

This quiet eats the world, right to the fucking end

I don't need paths, I don't need your false sun

My roots are set, my sinking has begun

The moss just grows, it doesn't ask me why

It watches as the light and hope just die

IT'S NOT A FUCKING CHOICE! IT'S NOT SOME ART!

This green is swallowing my beating heart!

Can't you see the scream behind these eyes?!

The silence here is just a web of lies!

I'm screaming through the damp, but there's no sound!

Just sucking mire, pulling underground!

THIS MOSS IS ME, AND I AM DROWNING, HEAR?!

A HELPING HAND? IT'S JUST ANOTHER FEAR!

You touch the moss, you touch the rot (yeah)

I'm in the bog, a fucking lonely spot

This green is deep, it's crawling in my veins

Don't you dare come close, you'll never know what it contains