Lyrics Vincent Vocoder Voice - The Unbearable Heaviness of Having

The train came in sideways
The plane fell down
Jerk awake from the wreckage in the hotel lounge
Pat out the fires and call the waiter for a cancerous cheque
A little sweet malignancy to sour my breath
I've started laying off my minerals one by one
My particles are packing up their confessions
Because we’re far too long dying
Far too long spent
In doomed negotiations with the firmament

Is this it? Are we just ... ?

But there’s no shivers in livers
No groans in bones
No shock wave windows beautifying our homes
There’s no gunshots
No enemies
Bomb-shelter ends
I’ll sit flicking through my iPhone 'til I choke on my friends
I’ll welcome every single freckle
I’ll bless you to bloom
Help yourself to my lymphocytes and memories too
I hope no maker’s waiting glancing at the clock in his seat
Cos'
I’m sick of queuing up and kicking my feet

Sucking in fibre
Blowing out shit

So suffer little children
See if I care
Suck a Samaritans' receiver if you don’t think it’s fair
There was a God in a moral but the chrysalis split
And the towns filled up with nothing
Now we’re drowning in it
The flapping mouths like meatuses promising seed
To reincarnate me to whoever I please
If I only look snappy and thumb out the notes
I’d rather place bets with my sweetheart over who will turn first
To a ghost

Sucking in fibre
Blowing out shit

The train came in sideways
The plane fell down
Jerk awake from the wreckage in the hotel lounge
Pat out the fires and call the waiter for a cancerous cheque
A little sweet malignancy to sour my breath
I've started laying off my minerals one by one
My particles are packing up their confessions
Because we're far too long driving
The nails through our wrists
Is that all there is?
Is that it? Is that it?

Are we just sucking in fibre
Blowing out shit?
Is that all there is?
Is that it? Is that it?
Is that it?