Young Liars lyrics

Well, it's cold and it's quiet, and cobblestone cold in hereFucking for fear of not wanting to fear againLonely is all we areLovely so far, but my heart's still a marble in an empty jelly jarSomeday suppose that my curious nervousness stills into prescience, clairvoyant consciousnessI will be calmer than cream, making maps out of your dreamsBut will psychic ability kill the nativity or simply diminish the flinch?Young liars, thank you for taking my hands and burying them deep in the world's wet wombWhere no one can heed their commands