By popular demand, here's the Lyrics to Sophistry!
demons smell of fish and roses and winter is wrapping my skin
mother describes it as the only feeling ever worth fitting in
if sophistry's bliss I will be the one that you miss
I will be the one that you miss
you make sophistry bliss
well, I drank some coffee with a man concerned about the philosophy of time
he said that he grew tired of reliving the same days over again
so he busted the church for giving wine to innocent, under aged kids
father priest got fired and realized where his illusions of maturity began
father, oh father, mother is wrong
we can't keep singing sophistry's song
winter was here and now winter is gone
the snow was just bringing sophistry's song
if sophistry's bliss I will be the one that you miss
I will be the one that you miss
you make sophistry bliss
and someone always dies in this old house of mine
no funerals needed to bury their souls or to bury their insecure minds
so call in the sophists, the room's empty here
when bliss is figurative apathy's near
my apathy's bliss
I should be the one that you kiss
I should be the one that you kiss
I'll make apathy bliss
so demons smell of fish and roses and winter keeps wrapping my sin
we all sink into metaphor
we are nothing but metaphors