I think it’s in the way you sell

The little things you can’t control

I think it’s in the way you sway

The ebb and flow you made yourself

I think it’s in the way you swear

That it was all a game to you

The melting wax flows to the bottom

Lost in the serpentine again

We burn it down to see it smolder

With the surf in tow, we break the spell

In the doom of what’s to come

We can reignite the sun

Separate the songs unsung

Put away your loaded tongue

I see it in the way you speak to me

You take it all out on yourself

I feel it in thе way you move to me

Keeping a groove to soothе your sins

The melting wax flows to the bottom

Lost in the serpentine again

We burn it down to see it smolder

With the surf in tow, we break the spell

The living clay comes to the altar

Sipping on gasoline and sand

We build it up to watch it glisten

With the surf in tow, we make our hell

In the doom of what’s to come

We can reignite the sun

Separate the songs unsung

Put away your loaded tongue

In the doom of what’s to come

We can reignite the sun