Yellow Fever

A stormy scene is the perfect sidekick It follows you where you go A wicked tale of a long-gone time key Submerged in bottles and pot Safe, on a bee's ride Volition unknown Slave, for a piece of Material world I see the truth We faked it We creep up through the lines I'm barely here I'm chained here I fade in The color grey is a healthy liar He's always under, he's scared When there's a rational thought he hangs tight Death gripping shit out of stone Waste is a lip tight Articulate gold Strange, for a beehive To cast the first stone I see the truth We faked it We creep up through the lines I'm barely here I'm chained here I fade in A background waits It's jading That distant ship arrived The frame is set You made it So fade in