Virile - Moses Sumney

On a long hike through blue ridge mountains

I can feel the earth overtake my skin (Yeah)

And I realize none of this matters

'Cuz I will return to dust and matter

Cheers to the patriarchs

And the marble arch

Playin' their part

The gatekeeper’s march

Desperate for passing grades

The virility fades

You’ve got the wrong guy

You wanna slip right in

Amp up the masculine

You’ve got the wrong idea, son

Dear son

We pick our own prisons, oh ah

To stake dominion over all that one surveys

Is the virile, viral way

Here’s to the boys

And the noise

Playin' the part

The gatekeeper’s march

Desperate for passing grades

The virility fades

You’ve got the wrong guy

You wanna fit right in

Amp up the masculine

You’ve got the wrong «I»

Too much is not enough

Too much is not enough

You’ve got the wrong idea, son

Dear son

You pick your own prison

You want dominion to make minions of the stars

Made up of what you are

Are, are, are, are, are

You are, are, are, are, are, hey

Oh!

Hey!

Desperate for passing grades

The virility fades

You’ve got the wrong guy

You wanna fit right in

Amp up the masculine

You’ve got the wrong idea, son