Deconstructed - Camphor

You’ve been battling windmills again

Blood on your armor and bugs in the bed

Pull back the covers and hop on in

Everything’s coming apart

Oh, everything’s coming apart

Oh, everything’s coming apart at the seams

I’ve been mumbling words for weeks

Wondering which word would call itslef king

In a kingdom of words I am only a thief

Everything’s coming apart

Oh, everything’s coming apart at the seams

Oh, how the rats are squirming

Running from side to side

This sorry ship is sinking

Leave the bread but take the wine

We’ve been brewing up potions again

Toxic concoctions for rousing the dead

Open your fulley and pour them in

Everything’s coming apart

Oh, everything’s coming apart

Oh, everything’s coming apart at the seams