One second to textile time
Thread weather that broke it's line
We've wandered through this spot
For the gappers that notice life
Three cheers for secrecy
Another one in the book in me
Trip up the key right now
When I open the vault
But it's okay, if it's my mistake
And if you like I'll stay
I'm just a dick from California
I'm from the barrel of the gun
Sun Valley needle gun
Little piggies will start to run
With approach of the denim dan
With insecurity in demand
Three cheers for secrecy
For keeping things that you shouldn't keep
That I'll take to the grave
That I'll take to the grave
But it's okay, if it's my mistake
And if you like I'll stay
I'm just a dick from California
I'm from the barrel of the gun
Now and then when wandering through mirrors in the dew
Mornings on horizons close enough to re-track through
On my mind
Egocentric that's why I'm a waste of time
Things are getting ugly when they'll only stay to me
One or more mistakes, these aces lining up my sleeve
What's that sound?
Geotremors popping life into the ground
