praxis

Lyrics for praxis

Misinterpret every word spoke I'm not strong, no tower, no oak You know a new skin doesn't bring hope It's not supposed to, it just gets you close What more can I explain? The whole world that I contain It's not a matter of better days A generator whenever I say That every time I walk out of the house, that's praxis Every step I take keeps the world on its axis All the little things learned to keep this true All the sleight of hand just to make it through 'Cause I could talk about the halo I never capture most of its glow Shiver, scared, lame, asshole How does it feel we've arrived your home? What more can I obtain? At least some life that I have gained It's not a matter of better days A generator whenever I say That every time I walk out of the house, that's praxis Every step I take keeps the world on its axis All the little things learned to keep this true All the sleight of hand just to make it through Just to make this true A little air with little insight A little blood, little out of spite A little life for you to live right The drugs to eat or to spend the night With no letter, no invite No comfort, you push back tight Needle motor slap your insides Polly ghost, honeybee confined, oh That every time I walk out of the house, that's praxis Every step I take keeps the world on its axis All the little things learned to keep this true All the sleight of hand just to make it That every time I walk out of the house, that's praxis Every step I take keeps the world on its axis All the little things learned to keep this true All the sleight of hand just to make it through Oh, just to make it through, woah! Just make it through!