Oux - I Sleep Skeptical Lyrics

Someone hold me down
Let me count the stars in
Heaven's open mouth
Watch the steam rise off the asphalt
I always knew these dreams were my fault
Somewhere self-care drowns in bath salt
I spread in circles on the floor
Morton's girl don't come 'round here no more
No iodine for open sores
Just my eyes
Cold California coughs up copacetic coping mechanisms
Red rover raves about the jingle bells of jingoism
Summer sighs as it dies
Dying bleached beds the color of gray skies
The rain brings tidings of your eyes
The sunshine leaks out from your hands
The contrast in our contraband
All my imaginary friends waiting in the stands
You're my religion
I sleep skeptical
I keep records still
I eat vegetables
For clear ventricles
And a clear conscience
Haven't been so clear since
That thursday that we appeared in
Some kind of covert coalescence
A reason to become present
Well seasoned with heady resonance
And a light to bless our heads with
One major sixth and two dissonant fifths
Resolved in an intervallic trysts
With a delicate touch a harmonic fist
We twist our wrists round our artifice
Artificial lisps out of reticence
Irreverent to the president
Reset your risks set a precedent
Metacarpals rest above the seventh fret
And stretch back toward they first met
To a campus colored a blue shade of red
Where the air's alive the atmosphere is dead
Melodies nailed is the subject
All the rooms we create are sublet
Watch the scene fade with the sunset
And let our heartbeats roll in tuplets
I'll be the north on your compass