The Glory Bees Lyrics

Those days I could call barely breathing
Locking doors and we were losing track
Scratch the surface 'til it scratches back
Until we're cracked up like the ceiling
For all the lips and lungs in this room
I cannot speak or breathe or get through this
I'll sweetly slip into this bitterness
And I won't move until I have to

There are things that they will take from you

All you glory bees distract me
I'm sleeping deeper than the Atlantic
The current pulls me and I'm down with it
It's not okay, it's shitty acting

There are things that they will take from you

You do? You don't? You may?