Overcome by bourbon
And ordinary talk
All the things that own us
Are smaller than we thought
Posture and pose, flex and pretend
That nobody knows how much we give in
All the waking moments
Choosing who to serve
As for me and my house
We fluctuate and learn
Chemical built, or marble and carved
Blood will be spilt and all of it's ours
Not one we've made can help
We yell, we cut ourselves
Every half-assed promise,
Every running mouth
Think before you speak, son,
I haven't figured out
Bridle and bit, saddle and tack,
Which is the beast and who's on it's back
Not one we've made can help
We yell, we cut ourselves
Until we see
Where it leads
Where it leads, we melt our golden jewellery
And ordinary talk
All the things that own us
Are smaller than we thought
Posture and pose, flex and pretend
That nobody knows how much we give in
All the waking moments
Choosing who to serve
As for me and my house
We fluctuate and learn
Chemical built, or marble and carved
Blood will be spilt and all of it's ours
Not one we've made can help
We yell, we cut ourselves
Every half-assed promise,
Every running mouth
Think before you speak, son,
I haven't figured out
Bridle and bit, saddle and tack,
Which is the beast and who's on it's back
Not one we've made can help
We yell, we cut ourselves
Until we see
Where it leads
Where it leads, we melt our golden jewellery
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