Fatso Jetson Archaic Volumes lyrics

Look in these volumes carrying thoughts of mine
Down secret driveways, songs, and cuts in my flesh
It's not just your humor interrogating divine
A simplicity everyone sees but me

I'm repeating patterns, spirals, and lines
Ghosting the throttle into the grind
These archaic volumes won't ever really be heard

Haunted, collected keepsakes I burn
Kept under floors like horded fortunes
Folklore and fad with destructive surging
Destiny dogs keep barking and lurching

These archaic volumes won't
These archaic volumes won't...ever be heard

Down in these volumes under the ? and ?
Lost in the clutter, drunken banter, and glare
I left them like scraps, like unseen villains longing to get their due

No secret shaking, just public hanging, last meal, and rites

Repeating patterns, spirals, and lines
I'm ghosting the throttle into the grind
Archaic volumes won't ever really be heard

Haunted, collected keepsakes I burn
Kept under floors like horded fortunes
Folklore and fad, destructive surging
Destiny dogs keep barking and lurching

These archaic volumes won't
These archaic volumes won't
These archaic volumes won't...ever be heard
These archaic volumes won't
These archaic volumes won't...ever be heard
These archaic volumes won't...ever be heard