[Spoken Word: David Kaplan]
Now you see it
You know what I mean about space?
Quick glimpse after
It's what nobody understands

[Verse 1]
Lost sons, [?]
Bloody knuckles with my number one
Back when people get some
On T.V. [?] bombs drop from above
On mothers and their sons

[Chorus]
Mothers and their sons
Mothers and their sons
They push my knuckles under the sun
No they're not the number ones

[Verse 2]
So, creeping demons me wanna employ
Cinder block, take out the windows and the sheet rock
Artificial wolves, they walk and never stop
Remembеr gross loans
No cops, empty homes
[Bridge]
Therе's a dark wood that's growing down my body
It's tethering me
[?] designs
Gross loans!

[Verse 3]
Drunk stumble
Up in my city, no, who's here?
Words stuck in gullet, you should steer clear
Weak stomach, oven, feel fear
Some comment, [?] for my dear

[Chorus]
Mothers and their sons
Mothers and their sons
They push my knuckles under the sun
No they're not the number one

[Verse 4]
Creeping demons me wanna employ
Cinder block, take out the windows and the sheet rock
Artificial wolves, they walk and never stop
Remember gross loans
No cops, empty homes
[Outro]
There's a dark wood that's growing down my body
It's tethering me
Old-world design
Gross loans!

[Spoken Word: David Kaplan]
Your spirit rolls. Grows to the height that you are willing to take a stand and fight and say 'You know what, I don't need anything to fuck with. All I need is the fucking ocean. And anything you want from me and anything you want me to do for you is not gonna work.'