Christians & Lions - Bird's Milk Lyrics

Will ya tell me what I want?
I won't bleed if you're a good shot
And the apple's the size of
Or bigger than my head and my heart
And if it's to eat the target with milk
Brown bread, and cheese till I've had my fill
You shoot the breeze
Surround me with what you will and what I could use
Things get hotter
In the dark, dark water
It's never the same
Walk toe-to-heel with your back to a wall
Then grow like you feel yourself getting tall
I'll stay vertical
Drowning like all those sinking ships must always do
Beneath the eaves, on the roof of the porch
Sweating the grief from every pore
Heaving the heat
Of all my clothes burned in a pile
And smoked like god's ghost
Things get hotter
In the dark, dark water
It's never the same