lost in the static

and in the end i will show you that this life is only madness

can we filter out the toxicity and find worth in the static?

we build and build

we forget the model

we design the madness and we paint it gold

swarming and spiraling burning at both ends

a blur on the horizon

we fail to keep site over and over again

open your palms up resist the current

i am not your fathers son

lost in the static

i am not your fathers son

lost in the static

and you'll find me at the end

come dig me up

wipe the earth from my bones

with pressure

we creak and we bend

crimson feet trample our joints

we splinter and break

we suffer again

we become a path others use to take

a distant undertaking to suffer the same

i'll stand right beside you

we slog side by side

become a path others use to take

lost in the static

just to suffer the same

blegh

come dig me up

wipe the earth from my bones

hold me up and join me on the horizon

kill whats left of the inner glow

giving up the ghost

growing cold

we never begin

our own feet trample our joints

we burn both ends

a blur on the horizon

we become a path others use to take

a distant undertaking to suffer the same

i'll stand right beside you

we slog side by side

we build and build we forget the model

we design madness and paint it gold

i am not your fathers son

lost in the static

i am not your fathers son

lost in the static

and you'll find me at the end

come dig me up

wipe the earth from my bones