Rotten Talons Video (MV)

All of the hands that are beneath are weary
All of my answers are teary
All of my family deteriorating
But I can sense the quicksand that is near me
Talons too sharp to be wiping the tears that are smearing her make up
Rocks in her pockets like Salem
I only develop the film to remind myself photos were taken
We incubate memories we're making
They imitate every occasion
I've been too late to get to the station
I'm in to fate, I swear these missed calls been chipping my patience
Talons too long to be mixing the fragrance
Talons too rotten to tend to the patients
Talons too weary, they're literally shaking
Talons too weary, they're literally shaking
I look at my talons
It's all about balance
A knowledge of home keeps me comfy
There's rot in the boat so we're throwing off cargo
I know that the road will be lumpy
She slept in my arms, she woke to a smile
She rested so heavy there's numb feeling
All in my body but not in my soul
I still feel the same when they're rocking the boat
I still feel the same because her property's gold
I look at my talons, they're properly old now
It's probably nothing, I still feel the weight
I look at my talons, they're properly old
It's probably nothing, I still feel the weight
I look at my talons, they're properly old
Talons too rotten, from these cheap rings
This balance I'm seeking.