[Verse 1]

Why does it move through you and not me?

Soon I will find new ways to need

[Pre-Chorus]

I travel light, building a collection

Gorging until I breathe again

[Chorus]

I will have it, at least it's (fine)

It's something to be

Let them rip me to shreds

It's fine;

I'm made of threads, they are not me

[Verse 2]

Pieces of us lying around

Like a bad idea waiting to be picked up

Woven way too dense, nothing passes through me now

I fear the sick pounding

"Oh, but it's good for you," I see

Soon I'll be breathing normality

[Bridge 1]

Your time's run out, waiting for the dots to connect

The torn mеsh sprays the ground with you

Leave it on clothеs and doorknobs

Thick, dense, opaque, opaque

[Solo]

The weave of a lifetime

The weave of a lifetime

The weave of a lifetime

The weave of a lifetime

[Bridge 2]

Why does it move through you and not me?

A loom and a weave, no company

Not me

[Outro]

Saying it never repeats it well

Saying it never repeats it well

Saying it never repeats it well

Saying it never repeats it well

Saying it never repeats it well

Saying it never repeats it well

Saying it never repeats it well

Saying, saying...