Текст (слова) песни: Noise Ratchet - From Your Lips

 
Of modern man the melody of dysfunction is functional 
Words that will race, could kill and disgrace you and I 
Cause I was fearing nothing till this spilled from your lips 
When they come running, When they come running out 
Don`t say whatever words come into your mind with two sides 
So set aside your keys to the futures of these two and hold you tongue 
Cause you don`t fight there wars, the battles they face are not yours to overcome 
They were fearing nothing till this spilled from your lips 
Build it up to tear it down, promises to count upon 
Will hold you to the tyranny 
I`m trying just to understand, your bitter words they bind my hands 
That long just to hold you 

 

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