Incapacity and Failure beneath the Surface Lyrics

Incapacity and failure beneath the surface

When the floor is washed, it shines but can't be walked on

Studying life is like making a list of things to buy

What happens at the end? For the whole time you didn't mind

The price and now it's too high for you to afford

Those accessories did complete you

Those experiences did complete you

Move off the accessories

Age on the experience

Remedy for itching leaves a mark on the spot

Art means getting used for other things

Art cannot protect: it's too weak

Fish don't drown for gills, people don't drown if they react

When the flames spread walls turn untouchable, they don't burn

Sparks prove not all the heat sets fire to the surface

Even oxygen gets coughed out if inhaled too much

Mice prefer sewers so the dirt they carry on is

None when compared to the environment the live in

Trains have wheels too, but they can't get on dry land

Either it contains items or people it's spelled wagon

Banana peel: I was emptied, now air makes darker

Keyholes always obscure what gave sense to their function

Live what you love and your heart pumps to make you wake up

Your heart and brain mess each other rules applying theirs

Why would you be satisfied for something that works

But that got created by someone else in the globe?

Both my temples crave a bullet 'cause it

Would go through the brain without being analyzed

Each of your goals becomes evil as soon as it

Becomes the only way for you to feel happiness

When the floor is washed, it shines but can't be walked on

Studying life is like making a list of things to buy

What happens at the end? For the whole time you didn't mind

The price and now it's too high for you to afford

Those accessories did complete you

Those experiences did complete you

Move off the accessories

Age on the experience

Remedy for itching leaves a mark on the spot

I still breath 'cause for now air is free

Staring to the void looking for a way

Out but I only found this is what I deserve I

Love being out the schemes so it can be a cradle for my deep

Melancholy I want to soften so hard

Each instrument requires you to consume a part

Of your body to be played dancers have to live

With knee pain, movies got both the corneas burning

Drawing and painting with this carpal tunnel is hard to practice

Get your proteins in and your liver will enlarge

They say art is free but mind the aesthetics of the product

When the hands go by themselves it's no longer

An innovation: practice is time waste

Blindfold so your tears will dry up

Before sliding out on your face

Eyes are red for brain blood excess

Veins do pulse but veins won't explode

I thought it was positive, then I realized each time

The knife wont cut, you focus to try harder

When the floor is washed, it shines but can't be walked on

Studying life is like making a list of things to buy

What happens at the end? For the whole time you didn't mind

The price and now it's too high for you to afford

Those accessories did complete you

Those experiences did complete you

Move off the accessories

Age on the experience

Remedy for itching leaves a mark on the spot