Lyrics Born to Be Wine - Protomartyr

Born to Be Wine

Meet the deformer at the mouth of a cave
Living now in Anacita
Fine leather chairs
A selection of quality beers
Created by dark practices
In the murk, grasping his shirt collar
He whispers in your ear
He said three times
«I believe I cannot fly»
«I believe I cannot fly»
«I believe I cannot fly»
I was born to be wine
I was
Born to be wine
I was
Born to be wine
I was
Past interviewer
Online interrogator
What truly scares you?
Something crawling in my ear
False words fall from my mouth
You, there, front row
Waking up alone
A crowd of like-minded people
A gang of youths approaching
What lives beneath the ocean?
You, there, front row
Hybrid cars, wide eyes
Other people’s desires
My desires
You, there, front row
Stunning reversals
Technology and its malcontents
Nature beyond borders
Insects laying eggs in corners
You, there, front row
I was born to be wine
I was
Born to be wine
I was
Born to be wine
I was
Yeah, I think that was the one, man
I felt really good about that one