Life screams through thick walls while everything is set to mute the tap hosts a river everything is an absolute this room mumbles its sad sound I'm counting cracks and books this breath will not be the last one no comfort--no fear in that
5x there is a fall-out to every explosion and nothing follows--nothing those years are not chosen and anything ain't something
there is a fall-out to every explosion
weights stuck between my teeth keep my mouth from bending it would be easy to hold on to if pretend to smile it would be easy to go along with all the black and white it would be easy to sing a song with all that's good--that's might