THE DOOR IS CLOSING SPIRIT OF THE BEEHIVE

[Verse 1]
Commit to your con
I’ll wait
My number called
An eternal state
A comedy
That I can’t see
Cut through the fog

[Verse 2]
Permanent dilation
Mass intimidation
Carefully avoiding promises
And I lie
Through my teeth and my eyes
Through my bones

[Verse 3]
Walking through the final act
I never think twice
I keep it on my back
Unfortunate
An age of debt
I take in the ground
Ground