Besedila: Radical Face. Otras Canciones. Chewing Bottles.

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My voice never made it in time

And they hung me out to dry

My words never bother to rhyme

And I always wonder why

So now I've taken to chewing bottles

To see if I still bleed



The king has to beg for his meals

The times just get me down

But I'm just a spoke in the wheel

I'll always be around

And now our plans are just like trash in the breeze

They never stay afloat for long

But I'll take my chances

And shake the hands of those who think that they're still free

That they're still free

That they're still free

That they're still free



Come on



Grab your torches

It's time to burn this town

Like men on porches

No one will make a sound

So find the pieces

And build another one

We always need it

Because it's never done



It's all great

I can't breathe anymore

Still awake

When my face hits the floor

Spent the day

Watching waves eat the shore

I can't stay

No one sings anymore

No one sings anymore

No one sings anymore

No one sings anymore

No one sings anymore

No one sings anymore

No one sings anymore

No one sings anymore

No one sings anymore