META by eleven tigers Lyrics

[Intro]
And there go your [?]
The dark and sweaty plains
The comfort of your own smell
Surrounded by your cobwebs
I'm part of your world
I'm part of your world

[Instrumental]

[Outro]
At least when the storm breaks
The brewing feeling before the rain
Excitement, nervousness, anxiety
But your head is full
Full to the sink
And the rain is cleansing
The rain is so cleansing