And I fall a feather from heaven
The pillow is warm, there's lead in the belly
Try to believe, all that we breed will last
Full of holes, the road that's been taken
Pushing the pace of certain collision
But there'll always be an enemy
Some fucked up way a twisted kind of harmony

Back to the sea
Back to the trees
Leaving them be
Leave them be

Hold only hope
Could turn on a needle
Hard to fight on my back like a beetle
There'll always be an enemy
Some fucked up way a twisted kind of harmony

The whole place gets spattered
It leaks and it bleeds
Pulling the mother out of her sleep
She's raising the stakes now
Time to see what you believe
A baby is breeching
Getting dragged by the heals

Back to the sea
Back to the trees
Leaving them be
Leave them be

Back to the sea
Back to the trees
Leaving them be
The mother's the queen