History Sticks To Your Feet

At the movies, eyes iced over

Walking sideways, through the gutters

And you realize that the floor sticks to your feet like history

Don't you look at me like life don't hold you any mystery

Bag of splinters boiling over, on your back expose your belly

Optimism doesn't change the facts, just what you're gonna see

Like it was stated that we're walking salt and coal

Plants solidify sunshine; how this started, I don't know

Causing feet and entire chain shoe stores

The sun's diary pulled up from deep canary holes

And when we read it, our skin, it becomes warm

At the movies, eyes iced over

Walking sideways, through the gutters

And you realize that the floor sticks to your feet, your history

I'm gonna slap that look off your face like life don't hold you no mystery

All those red marks on our shoulders

Self back patting, homemade trophies

Well the past only exists as tiny bricks we burn to release all its memories

I've had enough with rolling boulders, I want more moss on me

Clocks to splinters but time goes forward

And when them tree drop leaves your feet collect their memories

I guess all us snakes find our tails pretty damn tasty!!

I heard you mention we're walking salt and coal

Plants solidify sunshine; how this started, I don't know

Causing feet and entire chain shoe stores

The sun's diary pulled up from deep canary holes

And when we read it, our skin, it becomes warm

At the movies, eyes iced over

Walking sideways, through the gutters

And you realize that the floor sticks to your feet, your history

I'm gonna knock that look off your face like life don't hold you no mystery