People Are Keeping Lyrics

Wrists soon will bury me
Under alive
Assume that culture will comply
Exfoliate to breathe

How could you not believe me
Oh why?
A corbel we are not

This capital is selfish somehow smooth
An unimportant life
Is captured by the lesions you wont hide
It's pulling me
Of course it pulls
Under our Throats

How could you not believe me
Oh why?
A corbel we are not

These frost bit teeth are so pressured
When digging through a mound of what we built
What we build on
So cut the bounds
We ventured on
No one will contest our arms
No will compress whats ours
I seem to be at the least of it
Why don't you bore me with statue wit
I seem to be the least of it

How could you not believe me
Oh why?
A corbel we are not

If only earth was just a man
Would you swallow him?
Would you swallow his life?