Odyssey Moth - Temples of The Snake and Thorn

103 Measures of Static

All I know now is solitude and static
I'm a monk
I'm a doped up manic
I have white noise for a constant companion
My Dreams are over run
Sure wish I could find something frantic now
But all I am is numb
I look at you with cold cyber eyes
Maybe you can help me find something fun
Oh yeah
Something new
How about you

A Hundred three measures of static
I give to you
I give I give I give
One Hundred three measures of static
That's all I have to give

Here's a little story I have to tell
About a little boy who is trapped in hell
Trying to find a way out of the cell
But every time he did he fell
So here's a little story about a boy who died
Lying in the well eaten by the flies
This is no fairy tail
This is life
So prepare to fail

A Hundred three measures of static
I give to you
I give I give I give
One Hundred three measures of static
That's all I have to give

A Hundred three measures of static

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Writer(s): Robert Bowman
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