The Gift of Paralysis Envy on the Coast (Ft. Anthony Green)

Alarming to the senses
As the scent of latex and blinding white lights greet me
He's withered, weak and weary, his bones are very brittle
Can't rid this taste of surgery, of surgery, accusing me
It's perjury, like surgery correcting me

I'm bouncing in and out of my body
Eyes roll in rhythm, as they wish to focus but they can't bear to see

Our eyes are paralyzed as your legs are canonized
With waters from these seas
To own a heart thats half of yours
These bones are mere accessories, well these bones are mere accessories

Doctor said he heard me
Stutter as I mutter a startling, repetitious phrase
And under anesthesia, I told him over and over again this bodies yours to keep
And though he promised me, he said he'd do as I please
I stand before you on these same selfish feet

I'm bouncing in and out of my body
Eyes roll in rhythm, as they wish to focus but they can't bear to see

Our eyes are paralyzed as your legs are canonized
With waters from these seas
To own a heart thats half of yours
These bones are mere accessories, well these bones are mere accessories