Centipede Lyrics - Wilsen

Oh I wonder how you move 

Your hundred little legs 

I've never seen 

Them spin with such a grace 

Your pointing each and every step 

It's like a thousand of the times 

We could've changed 

But we spent it in place 

Give me ataraxia 

The air is hardening around us 

And it's making me shake 

When thinking of 

Inching close to your face 

We're strangers at the exits 

We're not like the others 

Oh no wont you stay the night dear 

And tell me I belong in the ataraxia 

It's ataraxia 

'Cause it fills, you fill me a little 

Straight through the bottom 

We're all fake in something 

'Cause you fill, you fill me a little 

Straight through the bottom 

We promised we'd leave to live 

We'd promised we'd leave to live 

Oh I envy how you move 

Those hundred little legs 

I've never been 

As fine without a name 

So wont you stay the night dear 

And tell me I belong in the ataraxia 

'Cause you fill, you fill me a little 

And straight to the bottom 

Did you stay to prove you could