[ti:Frozen Feet]
[ar:The Republic Of Wolves]
[al:No Matter How Narrow]
[00:16.41]There’s a flock that I must tend
[00:19.54]Where each looks the same as the next
[00:22.84]But there’s some that don’t belong
[00:25.63]And I’m smoking them out
[00:27.61]Still I’m afraid that it might hurt
[00:30.53]Cause they’ve all been with me since birth,
[00:34.13]An assignment that I wish I had declined
[00:39.23]I’ve been strung up in my belief,
[00:44.56]A humanism that does not apply to me
[00:50.42]That makes excuses for my knees
[00:55.96]Like I’ve been leaning on the inconsistencies
[01:16.92]There’s a cold that I must catch
[01:19.86]Living well in all that I’ve said
[01:23.18]And I feel it coming on
[01:26.02]Unless it’s all in my head
[01:28.29]But you were up at 2 AM
[01:31.17]Figuring out what it meant
[01:34.31]That all those sins were really sicknesses
[01:37.72]And nobody’s to blame
[01:51.02]Oh, if I could go an hour
[01:56.04]Without wondering what chapter I am in
[02:00.33]Maybe I’d find the plot
[02:05.30]There’s a flock that I must tend
[02:08.35]Grazing inside of my head
[02:11.33]But there’s some that don’t belong
[02:14.07]So I’m giving them hell.
[02:19.44]I’ve been strung up in my belief,
[02:24.98]A humanism that does not apply to me
[02:30.49]That makes excuses for my knees
[02:36.15]Like I’ve been leaning on the inconsistencies