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lyrics
Are we so lonely for the time we spend?
Holding nearly, his life in her hands.
Windmill is turning, fumigating the day
Father is yearning, as it crumbles away
Are we so stoned that we cannot move?
Are we so intoxicated by the fumes?
Pick up your tools, carve away...
I'm wasting my days, my days are wasting me
But if you pass me an oar, I'll row row row
Waking up early to the sun in the sky
Is father still yearning? Pour that bleach in my eye
[Chorus]:
Are we so stoned that we cannot move
Are we so intoxicated by the fumes
Pick up your tools, carve away
[Chorus]
credits
from To The Withered Deity,
released July 15, 2018
Lyrics by Steve Clarke
Music by Steve Clarke, Jaz Rai, Brandon Garrigan
Steve Clarke - Vocals, Guitar
Jaz Rai - Bass
Brandon Garrigan - Drums
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