Charred Resentment the Same Songtext
von South San Gabriel

Johnson

My secret lust will now be publicized
I wish to tell you my wish
You in the air with your fluff and stink
I think I want nothing more.

And I can see you here from the ground
That stupid bliss in your eye
I'll wait 'cause I know you're coming down
Then things will change.

And things will change for my better
And things will change to your blackest dreams
I will know from your feathers
Decorating my teeth.

My envy for such ability
Is charred resentment the same
All in the guise of some passiveness
But you mistake .


My slavery to this gravity
Your migratory skills
You laugh from bows, wires and chimney
But things will change.

And things will change for my pleasure
And things will change to your darkest fear
I will know from your feathers
Decorating my fair dreams.

You and your pompous-like circumstance
Are like shoehorns right down my throat
This daily strain of hostility
Is your mistake.

For I will wait here patiently
My body low to the ground
With my new patented surgery
Things will change.

Things will change in my belly
And things will change with your vertebrae
I will know from your feathers
Decorating my fair dreams
Decorating my fair dreams.