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You Won't Hear From Me Again

 

You Won't Hear From Me Again

(albüm: Herald Moth - 2009)


Perfection was never on the horizon or the agenda for that matter
I'll learn to appreciate these moments, even if they have to be spoon-fed
Why is it all so wonderfully hysterical these days
Even the jaded, have unmistakable grins

You wanted something different and I know I'm not a part of that
This blood is separate and I respect that
I will not leave my men, even if they fall
Respect the enemy, though they can be so cruel
You've got your precious home; I've got your crumple zone
You've got your bible; I've got survival
You turned your back on me, your cuts are seemless
This prisoner's been set free won't hear from me again

Cautious grins are interpreted in many ways
Reserving trust alike dust upon old photographs
You criticise but you don't even know my name
You love to hate, when to me it's just a big fucking game
I will swallow this moment of emptiness as I know my time will come
With my fist clenched and tight as my teeth
I try to say something nice to you but I can't

You wanted something different and I know I'm not a part of that
This blood is separate and I respect that
I will not leave my men, even if they fall
Respect the enemy, though they can be so cruel
You've got your precious home; I've got your crumple zone
You've got your bible; I've got survival
You turned your back on me, your cuts are seemless
This prisoner's been set free won't hear from me again

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