Twisted Tongue

歌詞

Half of the decade Trying to cope More that I injure The sparser the hope So pry up the tile And gut out the floor Find the foundation's Not safe anymore And after the Lord speaks, baby Take me where the crowd don't run And I'll find my shadow waiting Filthy, with a twisted tongue And I'll hide everything in my head And forget everyone that I met And I'll never be open again Oh, how good it must feel to not love anything Half of the decade (Half the decade) Caught in a rope (Caught, caught in a rope) Fashion the headache (Fashion the headache) I'll be the host (I'll be the host) And after the Lord speaks, baby Take me where the crowd don't run And I'll find my shadow waiting Filthy, with a twisted tongue And I'll hide everything in my head And forget everyone that I met And I'll never be open again Oh, how good it must feel to not love anything Oh, how good it must feel to not love anything Oh, how good it must feel to not love anything