Lyrics Tungsten - Quien Sabe cover - Christopher Ma

The seeds of ennui
They grow through me
Sewn into the bed
Lurking in the red

I could live in these words
Renounce and reverb
Bite your tongue off
Silver throw up

Just like the sun
I'm in the ground
My tungsten's fried
I'll stay inside

The seasons of youth
Subjective truths
Doctored photographs
Romantic past

When I'm lithified
Between the lines
Writing on the walls
Become my faults

Just like the sun
I'm in the ground
My tungsten's fried
I'll stay inside

Oh
Just like the sun
I'm in the ground
My tungsten's fried
I'll stay inside