Some Kind Of Wixard

It’s spreading from my lungs Our lips have come undone And you say it’s nothing To discuss like eagles And I’m floating face down No sense makes sense To me at all When expression says it all No sense makes sense To me at all It spreading to my tongue Insert your own joke here Quick, unstitch my eyes Before they stick together And you say it’s nothing To discuss like eagles And I’m floating face down No sense makes sense To me at all When your expression says it all No sense makes sense To me at all Bet that you said you’d never But you keep what you hold (Take hold) (Take hold) (Take hold) (Take hold) The chase is everything And what I want to say I’m taking it back, I’m taking it back From your history The chase is everything And anyone can see Release their volume All are history