Sqworm Songtext

I hold myself back
I bite my tongue
the patience that took
though I may seem
expressionless
my body's a book

It doesn't come natural
exercise control
I put the lamb's blood on my door

Our most precious ambitions fail
love, it is conditional
our most precious ambitions fail
love, it is conditional

As much as I pluck it out
antenae remain
and when it's real quiet I make out
(precious ambitions fail) a signal that's faint
(love, it is conditional)

Our most precious ambitions fail
love, it is conditional
our most precious ambitions fail
love, it is conditional