Lyrics: Zelda Trixie Lulamoon
Music: Zelda Trixie Lulamoon
Concealed behind impressions
An ego that you define
Stifling an ecstasy
Lay cloven prints in time
You are who you say you are
Each stroke is yours to mark
Cascading thoughts, ambitions
Chasing down that spark
Iāll never tell their stories
Iāll never let them define me
Iāll never sing that song
Like my father before me
Sink that hook
Looking up when itās storming
Stomp it out
When Iām tired of everything
I donāt wanna see the Spring
Are you even listening?
Donāt wanna livе on a faith
Anymore
Bury the pastorās keys
Brеaking down cathedral doors
Iām still the Yak they raised
But now Iām the devil that theyāll face
Write them down, these hopes and dreams
Youāre more than just a sum
Abandon all the pages
In a never ending story
The past does not define you
You define it so
Ink the chapter in your name
Upheld by the page before
(sing a song about life)
Shut the **** up
Until Iām done, speaking
Lay it on the line
When youāre done reaching
Yak song
Yak song
Iāll sing it
My own way
Yak song
Yak song
Tear down every
Portrait
Iām still
Bleeding
Iām still
Bleeding
Out
Theyāve been ignoring
Every word
I speak
Each sentence
Torn by fibers
They think that Iām a freak
When will this nightmare end?
Iāll stomp it out ātill nothingās left
When can I hear my voice?
Your tears nourish the riverbed
These tears youāll shed
This blood youāve bled
Will save your soul
When all is done and said
Iāll never sing that song
Like my father before me
Sink that hook
Looking up when itās storming
Stomp it out
When Iām tired of everything
I donāt wanna see the Spring
Are you even listening?
Donāt wanna live on a faith
Anymore
Bury the pastorās keys
Breaking down cathedral doors
Iām still the Yak they raised
But now Iām the devil that theyāll face
Iāll never sing that song
Like my father before me
Sink that hook
Looking up when itās storming
Stomp it out
When Iām tired of everything
I donāt wanna see the Spring
Are you even listening?
Donāt wanna live on a faith
Any-
Bury the pastorās keys
Breaking down cathedral doors
Iām still the Yak they ra-
But now Iām the devil
Now Iām the devil
Now Iām
Now iām the devil
That theyāll face