Lyrics
I made cigarette burns in the center of your room Outlined by the legs of a bug on its back I poured salt from my palm in the center of your room Slow and steadily built a bridge on your back
Ancient civilization Bring me into your arms Drain the river that feeds me You just can't wait to meet me I'd like to ask the host, can I please stay? Making the most of our last days
Lean into the turn, keeping the pyramid's eye peeled Three dark stars set in, sink, do the dead man's float Our nine planets align, mimic linear dance moves And we haven't got time left to choose
Ancient civilization Bring me into your arms Drain the river that feeds me You just can't wait to meet me I'd like to ask the host, can I please stay? Making the most of our last days
Peeling the rind 'til it feels good Peeling the rind 'til it feels good
Crunch your numbers with pause, yield implausible 13 Punching cards for the gods so we're charged for the cost Match the mirror's reflection and see what I see The mirage is in charge, we'll show them who's boss
Ancient civilization Bring me into your arms Drain the river that feeds me You just can't wait to meet me I'd like to ask the host, can I please stay? Making the most of our last days