[Verse 1]
When I was old, I was custom
Like a ritual passed among cousins
My limbs are a sleeper cell awaiting an order
Growing old
Becoming accustomed
I will plunge
I will plunge
Until the death becomes us
When the knives come out, I don't care how you cut him
All of a sudden, all I believed, was that I wasn't that cunning. Covering holes with bad money
I came running
I came in here on something ugly
On a seafaring vessel
I need you
The rudder
I was a lark, and you must've been something to somebody special
I was a cannon full of addicts, and I came to collect on the 6th and the 7th
I got so sick of the Sabbath
Sick of the satellites
Looking down on you from halfway up ladders
And I fall into patterns
The Commonwealth was written by Bundles.
The Commonwealth was produced by Bundles.
Bundles released The Commonwealth on Fri Aug 29 2014.