Our Doctors Think We're Blind Lyrics

Your hireling spoke to mine got way too close
talked lackey-talk for all I know
got the jist from the flunky's fist she was not impressed

Plummet sky wipe the sleep right back into your eyes
your world's gone grown spaced and splintered on the soft insides
sore to the core spurned and burning down just one layer more

Folks assume a certain distance (we need that certain distance)
mortality like a slap on the back cocky and pacified with pap
hinderin' hamperin' hands of mud suck me bloodless breathless dud

Plummet sky wipe the sleep right back into your eyes
your world's gone grown spaced and splintered on the soft insides
sore to the core spurned and burning down just one layer more