Vessel - Intellectual

[VERSE 1]

I knelt at the sink

Like a priest or a prince

Maybe I'm to be king

And they're waiting at Westminster

And the walls are paper thin

I hear the neighbor's arguing

Could you lower your voice?

I would sell my unborn daughter (maybe)

We didn't stage a passion play

Didn't change our given names

Or waltz to our bed

Or need to make a scene

But I see your skin, paler now

Than the host in your mouth

Where the truth never seems to be

Now, the burning branch never speaks to me

It whispers like...

I don't wanna be your vessel any more

These are my words, this is my mouth

I don't wanna be your vessel now

And I may not see the future

But I see its lonely architect at the door of my house

I don't wanna be your vessel any more

I don't wanna be a vessel of your doubt

Truly I never dreamt

Of all the dumb accoutrement

I would want for myself

For the shelf

I laid it all at your feet

On your neck and your cheek

But the burning branch wouldn't speak to me!

I don't wanna be your vessel any more

These are my rules, this is my house

I don't wanna be your vessel now

And I may not see the future

But I see its lonely architect at the foot of my bed

I don't wanna be your vessel any more

Didn't wanna be your vessel anyway