Uneven & Brittle

I stay away when you burn me like fire
I'm unmatched as i'm lazy, you spit as you say
I get crushed by my dreams that i clawed and begged for

It's myself i deceive
I got all i asked for
If i wait in deep sleep
There's nothing there to pray for
Uneven and brittle
Is there fruit on our tree?

Those altered dreams that i saw there now look back at us cracked
And loving care notions break as they retract
It's the morning here now, there's some peace, but no laughter

It's myself i deceive
I got all i asked for
If i wait in deep sleep
There's nothing there to pray for
Uneven and brittle
Is there fruit on our tree?

The spirit master from whom we spent
I sit now & see, all mine was pretence

Eh
Eh

It's myself i deceive
I got all i asked for
Uneven and brittle
Is there fruit on our tree?
It's myself i deceive
I got all i asked for
Uneven and brittle
Is there fruit on our tree?