Текст песни Silk In The Strings - Spiritbox

You crush a delicate moth wing
I see the stain on your fingertips
As if the body was absent
As if the flame was a sycophant
And now I carry you with me
Wrapped in my thoughts like a spider web
I let your words get the best of me
An unconditional relevance

Digested
Spit out and then
Misdirect
This bitter end

You wrap me up like silk in the strings that pluck me to feed
I escape, but I carry you with me
Harvest and bring a yield sickening
A mistake, but I carry you with me
Cut Byzantine, so brilliant
Fade 'cause it's all temporary
Silk in the strings that pluck me to feed
Escape, I carry you with me

Eyes shining in the dark like crystal pools
I can hear your heart

Disgusting
Fade from me

You wrap me up like silk in the strings that pluck me to feed
I escape, but I carry you with me
Harvest and bring a yield sickening
A mistake, but I carry you with me
Cut Byzantine, so brilliant
Fade 'cause it's all temporary
Silk in the strings that pluck me to feed
Escape, I carry you with me

You wrap me up like silk in the strings that pluck me to feed
I escape, but I carry you with me
Silk in the strings that pluck me to feed
I escape, but I carry you with me