Oxoxic from Almost Close by ArsAuctor

You’re so sure that you’ve heard this before
You scream like a whisper
And you saunter like a whimper
I’ll spit out an enormous amount
To let you in and wear my skin
How is it? Does it really fit?

There’s a hole in my back where you tried to attack
And a fang lodged in my throat

Snagged and burned in a pile of urns
The board is talking in distance slurs
Tell me Ouija is it them or me
Is this a part of your prophecy
A mirror of magnets and an ego so frail
Take your hands and raise the sails
A ship so vast that it won’t move in a hush
Your internal struggles aren’t really worth that much

It’s happening again
and again

You’re so sure you’ve heard this before
It won’t happen again because of this
I’ll get your poison out of my skin
And then this is it
It won’t happen again
This time I won’t let you in

• Experimental
• experimental art rock
• Nashville