Field of Vision

Butterflies, they begin to flutter now

Melting inside the popcorn butter brow

The shots are lined up

Gotta love that clinking sound

Jess is cracking the whip to head down

Am I an offering to the Gods in the ring

Entertaining feast fit for a king

All the blood, sweat, and the tears that we put into everything

Year after year we're still here

In this field of vision (Field of vision)

We seeing cylclopean (Cyclopean)

In this field of vision (Field of vision)

We don't need need no religion

Still running blind after so many years

Surely something's gotta give?

Woo!

Corneal conditions got me scrutinizing

I'm feeling like a horse on Ket

Yeah, the thunder of the hooves

Run from the pack of wolves

The drumming of the limbs

Overtake the wind

Living in a field of vision

Big ride, leather-eyed, with a one-track mind

One race, one course

Fly upon the metal horse

Goose for the sauce

Get bruised, get loose, attitude, blindfold me

I can see the music

Woo!

Look at me (Field of vision)

You and your orchid of eyes (Cyclopean)

Sight can sting (Field of vision)

I'm thinking that it's harvest time, yeah

I lied to God

Faith dead, stage plot

Bird strike at height

I glide

I'm being a silly

I'm being a silly billy

I'm being a silly

I'm being a silly billy

I'm being a silly

I'm being a silly billy

I'm being silly

Silly billy