666 ʇ

Sixes hang in the door

What kind of shit to ignore

I've cut the cloth

(Ooh, hard line circle)

How to know who to write?

How to know who can cull up all the questions?

(We know that I'm right, 'cause)

To clean out a night

I fell in love

I heard about it

(Bit by bit, bit by bit)

I heard about it

(Bit by bit, bit by-)

I heard about it, no

(Bit by bit, bit by bit)

And so it's not in your clasp

Then what's the function or the task?

Well, I'd stun and I'd stammer

Help me reach the hammer

(For then what will I ask?)

That's a pair of them docks

Mooring out two separate lochs

Ain't that some kind of quandry? (-waundry)

Take me into your palms

What is left when unhungry?

I learned about it

(Bit by bit, bit by bit)

I learned about it

(Bit by bit, bit by bit)

I've learned about it, no

(Bit by bit, bit by bit)

I'm still standing in

Still standing in the need of prayer

The need of prayer

No, I don't know the path

Or what kind of pith I've amassed

Long lines of questions

Lessons, lessons, lessons

But what do you lose to concede?

And yes, it's hard to believe

When 'em sold for your sleeves

Just come off of your kneel

Please, please, please

I can admit to conceal

No, that's not how that's supposed to feel

Oh, no (it's not for broader appeal)

Fuck the fashion of it, dear

I've laughed about it

(Bit by bit, bit by-)

I've laughed about it

(Bit by bit, bit by-)

I've laughed about it, no

(Bit by bit, bit by bit)