Trophy Room by Tendon Levey Lyrics

(Trophy room — the shelves are listening)

Something stained
Something boiled
Something shelled

I come and stay
Ringing bowls
Breathing vials

Is it cold?
Is it cold?
Touch the handle (No!)

Do not cough
Near the stage
It is mine

I come in person
I come in person
I come in person
I come in person
I come in person
I come in person
I come in person
I come in person
I come in person
I come in person
I come in person
How do I look in...
How do I look in person?

I look great in person (heh!)
I look great in person

Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!

If my health was better
I would have the perfect life, yeah
If my health was better
I would take my perfect time
I have so much talent
More talent than anyone I've ever heard of
And I've heard of everyone
But I disregard my talent
Because I might die very, very soon
And I realize what’s important
This is just a distraction
It’s doing an okay job but I still might die soon