Reflection taunts my empty soul, she draws me in and swallows whole
The thing about her, but always holds Krule, the thing about her
Back to broken homes, the ups and downs
he swallowed whole
All bets are blown, mixed with my cologne King, the bus won t let me on
She smoked me whole and blows out os, but always holds Krule, i must let go
her solvents dissolved
the bookie s shut
through open ground
i caught my mum
my eyes are closed
Intense charcoal, back to broken homes
The bookie s shut, back to broken homes, the bus won t let me on
The sink had sunk, through open ground, mixed with my cologne
The soup was grey, her solvents dissolved
White noise arose, we were soup together
the sink had sunk
it overflows
the door is shut
The sink had sunk, back to broken homes, the soup was grey
But it weren t to hold, i hear her moan or what i suppose
We were soup together, she ll never know, the lights would change
Intense charcoal, she smoked me whole and blows out os Krule, her solvents dissolved
the lights would change
I passed your house, depression poles
She ll never know, i must let go
white noise arose
I had a rather strange experience with "Logos" in the form of a dream. I was walking down an isle of a grocery store when everything was moving slow motion backwards. The song came over the innercom and everyone around was mouthing the words to song that I really only heard once, somehow I knew all the lyrics. I woke, fasinated at how it played on my mind I listened again again again. It might be one of Archy's best songs. The OOZ is going to be a classic. The song itself, is a dream
She smoked me whole and blows out Os
The sink had sunk, it overflows
The door is shut, my eyes are closed
I hear her moan or what I suppose
The thing about her, I must let go
Why I sing about her, she'll never know
The bookies shut, all bets are blown
The license bust, the shops are closed
I caught my mum, she stumbles home
Through open ground, back to broken homes
I thought about her, her smell through clothes
Her spoken smoke, mixed with my cologne
We were soup together, but now it's cold
We were glue together, but it weren't to hold
Her solvents dissolved
Her solvents dissolved
Her solvents dissolved
The ups and downs, deep velvet folds
The landslides in, depression poles
Once thought was shed, but always holds
Reflection taunts my empty soul
The sky will weep on my way home
The bus won't let me on, I'll have to stroll
And in my head, tormented prole
As lies were fed, he swallowed whole
The soup was grey, intense charcoal
He molded clay at intervals
The lights would change, the same logo
I passed your house, it looked so cold
In dreams together, white noise arose
She draws me in and swallows whole
This entire album is very near and dear to my heart and seeing you perform live in Austin was life changing. I've never heard an album where someone captures deep, dark emotions the way that you do on The Ooz. I love you, Archy.