Lyrics
Do I talk of deaf ears, from mute lips
When I reach out to your crossed arms, with my fingertips
Why do I struggle to keep composed, when all I hear is insecurity
It's just your pain behind hateful words, oh and I hate your lips
But we think instead of feel, it's knowingness that threads that seem between what we see and what is real
All I want is for you, to live your life and shut your god damn mouth
Hey it's okay when no one's around, but somehow someone always gets hurt
It may seem your perspective is true, when really it belongs to only you
Just remember that somehow someone has their perspective too
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