Thief In My Mouth

(альбом: Dear Bo Jackson - 2013)

Dust on my palms
He would never be whole again
Verses and psalms
In a book of bitter men
Cracks on my tounge
From all these lies and unspoken sins
This war was won
Long before light even touched my skin

Oh if I'd stay we could never get in again
Blistered and stained, oh and a hell among a mix of friends

The skin of a God
Chisels and cracks on a perfect face
Something feels odd
Burning cold flesh of castaway
Tounges made of ash
Felt by mouths and was bitten black
Safely we ask
And tell me oh God should I look back?

Oh If I'd stay we could never get in again
Blistered and stained, Oh and a hell among a mix of friends
Cause I'm in a world no one breathes safe or easy
We live or we die for what we have
I am a man, my heart will beat regardless
Thief in my mouth to steal my brains

Lengthen the days
Break all the clocks there's no use for time
Dress made of lace
Tied around the tree soaked in turpentine
Callusing hands
Whispering thoughts of a working man
These hands don't shake
And hold up these walls just the best we can

Oh If I'd stay we could never get in again
Blistered and stained, Oh and a hell among a mix of friends
Time in a world no one breathes safe and easy
We live or we die for what we have
I am a man, my heart will beat regardless
Thief in my mouth to steal my brains
I am a man, my heart we beat regardless
Thief in my mouth to steal my brains