Blue Gillespie - Making Sound | Текст песни

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• Blue Gillespie
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V1
Selling my time for shit
Not quite believing it
Scraping the barrel till
At last I lose the will to live

V2
Pain isn’t relative
Got no more me to give
Whaling for nothing and
The time I have left is lost

C
When I make this sound
With my sinews unwound
I find its meaning
My voice is now found

I will make sound

I will make poetry

I will be loud

And you

Won’t listen to me

V3
Fragile mind turns to rage
Locked in this rusting cage
Swinging at mirrors
To break only you
You break x2

C

M8
Throw me a rope
Fragility gropes
At all that slides away
Falling through fingers
And dusting the ground
All I can do
Is make a new sound

C

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