[ti:Wintered_Debts]
[ar:Of Montreal]
[al:Paralytic Stalks]
[00:02.17]Can't survive another comedown day
[00:04.55]When my spirit houses so much pain
[00:07.40]
[00:09.14]So much bitterness  so much bitterness
[00:17.76]
[00:20.77]I need to teach myself to feel again
[00:23.46]
[00:24.04]Somehow I lost the thread of being human
[00:27.66]
[00:28.47]Wrapped up in this bitterness  too much bitterness
[00:35.38]
[00:41.48]I'm so confused  what is the function of this ego sickness
[00:44.89]
[00:45.44]Uselessly believe in myself hatred whisperings
[00:49.92]I can't deal with mourning at the carcass
[00:52.82]Caucus of my failures any longer
[00:58.80]
[01:03.05]Slipping on my own vomit
[01:04.55]While tried to call you from a bathroom in Sao Paulo
[01:08.96]But I was too drunk to formulate any sort of earthy language
[01:13.02]
[01:13.55]So much bitterness
[01:15.80]
[01:18.39]Too much bitterness
[01:19.80]
[01:24.63]Other people can say there is a true belief system
[01:28.55]But all my life I've been betrayed by my mother's religion
[01:32.87]So much bitterness  too much bitterness
[01:37.73]
[01:45.08]I'm so destroyed what is the purpose of this ego sickness
[01:49.25]Uselessly deceived myself by virgin whisperings
[01:53.07]And I can't deal with mourning at the carcass
[01:55.88]Caucus of my failures any longer
[01:59.60]
[02:02.33]Any longer
[02:03.30]
[02:11.96]Can't seem to get the saddle
[02:14.15]On the spoils of this morbid fugue
[02:16.63]
[02:21.12]My mantras of subhuman nature  just a veil for all elation
[02:25.53]
[02:30.51]The ink's dripping all over me
[02:32.66]The only regret I have is caring
[02:34.63]
[02:39.72]Are we posing  Are we props
[02:41.84]Riding the anger `till it stops
[02:43.96]
[02:45.76]Father  will we starve today  Father will we starve
[02:49.19]
[02:50.40]Father  will we starve today  Father will we starve
[02:55.06]
[02:56.76]No my child  there are wild women in here and a crafty fish am I
[03:01.98]
[03:02.87]No my child  there are wild women in here and a fleshy catch am I
[03:08.08]
[03:09.16]Will our quarters be the sunken earth deep beneath the meadow
[03:14.26]
[03:15.03]Will our quarters be the sunken earth deep beneath the ground
[03:20.54]
[03:21.49]No my child  you lay your head upon an ousted  felon
[03:25.91]
[03:26.94]No my child  you rest your head upon a gross misdeed
[03:31.69]
[03:34.69]Father  Will a   of curse enough to find me
[03:39.53]Father  Will a  a fictim who abuse
[03:43.71]
[03:45.54]No my child   distunction
[03:49.46]
[03:53.21]Is a symbol of delight
[03:55.10]
[06:37.41]It's hard to sympathize with those that won't fight for themselves
[06:42.78]
[06:43.68]I can't hold both our faces off the flames much longer
[06:49.04]
[06:50.10]The child of our struggle is free
[06:54.81]
[06:57.45]I've fallen out of love with the prisoner
[07:02.80]
[07:07.58]That's to save us