Moth in the Incubator

Something in you, it jitters like a moth

And I see that your arms are out to God

And oh, they kill you when they talk

It makes a mountain peak seem little when it's not

Your incubator is so tight (2x)

I've been born before, I'm pretty used to it

Brain-dead is always all there is

So embryonic it's all right (2x)

I've been born before, I'm gettin' used to it

Brain-dead is how it always ends