Electric Stove - I Speak Lyrics

I came out crawling outside of my skin
And I tear right through it
There's solace that comes on the back of the wind
Oooh oooh
And I feel it all coming back down
These trees and burning beings
Are tearing down to my core
Long 'morrows and tastes from the bottle
Etched crossways these watersoaked boards
I speak in troubled silence
My muse won't call to me
Don't want to stand out sideways
Or so I've been told
I take down something from all who I meet
And I hardly knew it
Slow trampled under the foot of my beast
Oooh oooh
And I feel it all coming back down
Poured cold and vested in old
Sings mercy out on to the bold
I pray for the wicked to stay
And the blessed to be overthrown
I speak in troubled silence
My muse won't call to me
Don't want to stand out sideways
Or so I've been told