Lyrics Topsoil - Kill the Vultures

Topsoil

Clawed my way back up to the topsoil
Got coiled up to the point it made the pot boil
Not loyal to the- not committed to those
Unfaithful, unstable hitting new lows
A few blows below the belt
One right between the night-goggles
I could give a hot piss to fill an empty Sprite bottle
If they even notice the bottom of the boat is
Corroded with holes and the captain’s fully loaded
Hold it so close that it cannot breathe right
Seems like the Devil only dances under street lights
From these heights the city looks like constellations
But the stars are falling faster than the camera man can make ‘em
Kiss the pavement, carve a couple names in
Stomp out your cigarette and notice the arrangement
Tell the complacent blank pages we should trade places
Now will they make changes or remain nameless?
We stain the glass, the clothes, the curb, the paint
We don’t deserve to turn the page, earn your weight
And if you don’t, you can’t carry it
But who’s gon' be the one to pull your casket in the chariot
Tying up some loose ends, high strung and too thin
The rope that I’m climbing starts looking like a noose, friend
Who’s them always whispering and pointing fingers
Avoid the paranoid, fill the void, let the voices linger
Now what they singing, what they singing from the other side?
Sounds like they warning me, the beast gon' bring a rougher ride
Shackles ‘round the wrists, dogs and a cage waiting
Stay patient, demons disappear when the day’s breakin'
Now this crime ain’t feeling right, boss
Looked better with the lights off
Seeing blurry and my mind’s lost
White cross burning in the sky on the night watch
You play the darkness, I’m gonna play the light
Never met a constellation that was so afraid of heights
Name your price, everything is up for grabs
They used to wanna touch the cross
Now they wanna touch the cash
Forgive me father, I just take in what the city offers
Many authors died once they tried to touch your pretty coffers
Is that really copper?
I scoff at penny droppers
But if it lands heads-up I’m feelin' pretty proper
Ain’t no telling what I’ll do to make those ends meet
And if I’m short, ain’t no telling what you’ll lend me
At your weakest moment what would you compromise?
I’d tell you take a minute think it over if I wanted lies
On the rise, what could possibly go wrong?
The emperor’s a cover up and he ain’t got no clothes on
If I gotta go I wanna go to a slow song, just to keep it prolonged
So on and so on
Now what they singing, what they singing from the other side
Sounds like they warning me, the beast gon' bring a rougher ride
Shackles ‘round the wrists, dogs and a cage waiting
Stay patient, demons disappear when the day’s breakin
Now this crime ain’t feeling right, boss
Looked better with the lights off
Seeing blurry and my mind’s lost
White cross burning in the sky on the night watch