Obelisk Lyrics - Creep On Creepin On - Timber Timbre

From your chair, my narrative tonight 

Is your dickless cousin, brother, father, pet, friend, husband or wife 

A lavender scent 

A bone-orchard of hearts seems to surround you 

As you stare each gift horse straight in the mouth 

Stare my arrow down 

I was invited, I was called out to watch you frolic 

And dance 

Oh, I buried my head in my hands 

I buried my heart there in the sand 

I was cock-blocked, cured, encharmed 

I was ferociously put upon until it was clear 

I should not keep on, I'll just creep on creepin' on 

Yes I will, I'll not keep on 

I'll just creep on creepin' on 

Fell out of this station to levitate your bed 

And move her hair on to my chest 

Exposing her neck and I tear through 

Put you into my arms 

And my stomach dropped as you shifted me off to stop 

The ectoplasm coiled like a hovering halo of smoke 

And our beloved invention 

Is conjured each night in your throat 

Oh, I buried my head in my hands 

I buried my heart there in the sand 

I was cock-blocked, cured, encharmed 

I was ferociously put upon until it was clear 

I should not keep on, I'll just creep on creepin' on 

Yes I will, I'll not keep on 

I'll just creep on creepin' on 

Or do I try one more time? 

No, I'll not keep on 

I'll just creep on creepin' on