Chaga Lyrics

A month of making camp

It's almost time to change shape again

Everything I hoped for now

Fucked by a wrench

You didn't wanna tell

But you sure as hell shouldn't pretend

I guess letting me down

Is all it takes to be my friend

Now I'm the knight of cups

And all you fuckers have had enough

If momma nature makes the bed

I just can't help but call you up

But you answer with a wry sigh

And it's choking me up

If the pain is what you want

I'm burning all the chaga

Now I'm too old to die

But I'm not too old to die young

Force feed me worth

'Till all my teeth are just gums

And that little fang

Stops creeping up

We'll end up in the same place

With my charred chaga