Sanoja: Flatliners (The). Cavalcade. Shithawks.

You're telling the world, they're going deaf
We all become reluctant participants
With no word of consequence
Burning ears are everywhere
The looming smell of flesh
You're talking shit and cold-hearted abandonment
But I can handle it
(Oh, feel that subsequence)

I hear you rattling them bones holding you tight
You're not alone, go fucking figure
Over-complicated is teenage blight
Are you surprised they're giving you the finger?
Let it be known they've got all the right

Cut me up and cut me out
Come on return the favor and sing it loud
Oh louder now

I never meant quite what I said
(Get over it)
My clumsy words were retrofitted
Watch what you say 'til you're fucking dead
And think of all the time we wasted

I've never been much for the afterglow
So let go and let's go
And watch it burn a hole
As all of the smoke escapes out the window

I never meant quite what I said
(Get over it)
My clumsy words were retrofitted
Watch what you say 'til you're fucking dead
And think of all the time we wasted

And every breath you took that left you choked and exasperated
I'll fix my eyes down to the floor as your abilities are celebrated
Just string those words along and end up red-faced, devastated

And if your mouth stays open I'll start pulling teeth
Until your words catch up with you, just wait and see

Wait for the things you do to follow you around
Wait for the things you say to bring in skies of rolling black clouds
I've never been afraid of the rain
These birds are circling overhead
We've grown suspect
And I expect
To lose my head one day
In this horrible mess

I never meant quite what I said
(Get over it)
My clumsy words were retrofitted
Watch what you say 'til you're fucking dead
And think of all the time we wasted