Black Mud - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

My mind is clear as a cloudless sky

No room for rust, no room for settled dust

A waning wild, from two bygone days

No room for rust, no room for settled dust

I'm growing black mud up around my veins

And I'm going backward shouting out the name

But it's spiraling, spiraling into something bigger

I'm growing black mud up around my veins

And I'm going backward shouting out the name

But it's spiraling, spiraling into something bigger

Is there something bigger?

Wide awake but I am sleeping

No room for rust, no room for settled dust

I'm lying naked, drunk and dreaming

No room for rust, no room for settled dust

I'm growing black mud up around my veins

And I'm going backward shouting out the name

But it's spiraling, spiraling into something bigger

I'm growing black mud up around my veins

And I'm going backward shouting out the name

But it's spiraling, spiraling into something bigger

Is there something bigger?

Could it all, could it all

Could it all work at all?

Could it all, could it all

Could it all work at all?

Could it all, could it all

Could it all work at all?

Could it all, could it all

Could it all?

I'm growing black mud up around my veins

And I'm going backward shouting out the name

But it's spiraling, spiraling into something bigger

I'm growing black mud up around my veins

And I'm going backward shouting out the name

But it's spiraling, spiraling into something bigger

Is there something bigger?