Drown Ink Lyrics - Singles - The Apex Theory

Thanks for these new sheets 

But I've been hanging fire from your everyday 

The knack for the fixed 

Been holding water then you're snatched away 

Bells and whistles make the man 

Like you're a hop head, waiting to happen 

A welcome waiting to offend 

Who will buy the farm? 

The sheep with the longing to share 

The sheep with the longing to share 

The sheep with the longing to share 

My fellow and gone chiefs 

Costumes make us who we are 

My fellow and gone chiefs 

Costumes make us who we are 

My fellow and gone chiefs 

Costumes make us who we are 

My fellow and gone chiefs 

Costumes make us who we are 

So much farther than Myanmar 

You will always hold true in my heart 

To escape the customary cycles of parables 

The world begins anew and we are inseparable 

They said you brought light 

The doors are always open 

My fellow and gone chiefs 

Costumes make us who we are 

My fellow and gone chiefs 

Costumes make us who we are 

So much farther than Myanmar 

You will always hold true in my heart