Lyrics Scattered Blind - Fyrce Muons

Give it a rest, give it time
Pour it out of a liquid brine
Lose a life, lose a leg
Everyone sees in an old man's life
Give it a rhyme, give it a rest
Bugs don't float on a feast of glaze
Move on in, cool it right
Everyone sees it's a cooler night

Scattered
Scattered blind

Days of marks, days of good
Searching the reeds for the legs of wood
Do you see, hear it call
Into a shell of a cockerel's ball
Bend it right into shape
Taking the cover from a leg rope grape
Share the bed, kick the sheets
Way too hot for a piece of meat

Scattered
Scattered blind
Scattered
Scattered fate
Scattered
Scattered blind