"orb.weaver" lyrics
Hide-and-seek
I'll cover my eyes with my hands and count out to 33
Chill down my spine, it got me shakin' like a leaf
Remember like yesterday, watched 'em dredge the creek
Promise I won't peek
There's something lurking in those trees
(Ahh ah ah ah ah ah)
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
T—T—Th—Th—Th—Thirty three
Oh, oh, oh, oh
(Ah—h ah—h ah—h)
Hide-and-seek
Cover my eyes with my hands and count to 33
Up and gone with the wind, just deafening silence in the heat
Blood mountain, a festival of sex and death at my feet
Distant echos of the bees
Rotting foliage and the screams
A feeling primeval, buried deep like a needle
A victim so feeble, consumed by monstrous ego
Aaahh, oh
Aaahh
A feeling primeval, buried deep like a needle
A victim so feeble, consumed by monstrous ego
(Buried deep like a needle)
(Consumed by monstrous ego)
These things take me to a place
Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust
Heard it turning, churning in the crust
These things take me to a place
Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust
Saw it squirming, burning in the sun
These things take me to a place
Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust
Heard it turning, churning in the crust
These things take me to a place
Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust
I saw it squirming, burning in the sun
These things take me to a place
Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust
Heard it turning, churning in the crust
These things take me to a place
Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust
I saw it squirming, burning in the sun
Oh, oh, oh, oh
A feeling primeval, buried deep like a needle
A victim so feeble, consumed by monstrous ego
This guilt is choking the life from me but I will never let it go (Aaah)
This guilt is choking the life from me but I will never let it go—o—o—o—o (Aaah)
Rolling through the backwoods
There's a quiet in the air
All the birds have stopped their singing
I think the wrong god heard my prayer
Why'd I shun my people?
Can I blame it on a past life?
There's a flicker in my shadow
Got me thinkin' it's my last night
I— n—never let it go, go
But I will never let it go
All they found were the eyeballs
Black bones in the white walls
Comin' out come nightfall
Any day thinkin' I might fall
All they found were the eyeballs
Black bones in the white walls
Comin' out come nightfall
Any day thinkin' I might fall
A feeling primeval, buried deep like a needle
A victim so feeble, consumed by monstrous ego
This guilt is choking the life from me but I will never let it go (Aaah)
This guilt is choking the life from me but I will never let it go (Aaah)
I'll cover my eyes with my hands and count out to 33
Chill down my spine, it got me shakin' like a leaf
Remember like yesterday, watched 'em dredge the creek
Promise I won't peek
There's something lurking in those trees
(Ahh ah ah ah ah ah)
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
T—T—Th—Th—Th—Thirty three
Oh, oh, oh, oh
(Ah—h ah—h ah—h)
Hide-and-seek
Cover my eyes with my hands and count to 33
Up and gone with the wind, just deafening silence in the heat
Blood mountain, a festival of sex and death at my feet
Distant echos of the bees
Rotting foliage and the screams
A feeling primeval, buried deep like a needle
A victim so feeble, consumed by monstrous ego
Aaahh, oh
Aaahh
A feeling primeval, buried deep like a needle
A victim so feeble, consumed by monstrous ego
(Buried deep like a needle)
(Consumed by monstrous ego)
These things take me to a place
Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust
Heard it turning, churning in the crust
These things take me to a place
Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust
Saw it squirming, burning in the sun
These things take me to a place
Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust
Heard it turning, churning in the crust
These things take me to a place
Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust
I saw it squirming, burning in the sun
These things take me to a place
Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust
Heard it turning, churning in the crust
These things take me to a place
Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust
I saw it squirming, burning in the sun
Oh, oh, oh, oh
A feeling primeval, buried deep like a needle
A victim so feeble, consumed by monstrous ego
This guilt is choking the life from me but I will never let it go (Aaah)
This guilt is choking the life from me but I will never let it go—o—o—o—o (Aaah)
Rolling through the backwoods
There's a quiet in the air
All the birds have stopped their singing
I think the wrong god heard my prayer
Why'd I shun my people?
Can I blame it on a past life?
There's a flicker in my shadow
Got me thinkin' it's my last night
I— n—never let it go, go
But I will never let it go
All they found were the eyeballs
Black bones in the white walls
Comin' out come nightfall
Any day thinkin' I might fall
All they found were the eyeballs
Black bones in the white walls
Comin' out come nightfall
Any day thinkin' I might fall
A feeling primeval, buried deep like a needle
A victim so feeble, consumed by monstrous ego
This guilt is choking the life from me but I will never let it go (Aaah)
This guilt is choking the life from me but I will never let it go (Aaah)
