歌词
My mouth is dry
Of unspoken words
And my hands
So tired of writing
The wine rests of the other day
Are dried in our glasses
And keep staring at me
Like a dead man's eyes
And keep staring at me
Like a dead man's eyes
The rats are fading
Into the void
The world 's a cotton mouth
Filled with filthy burning tongues
The garbage lays beside
Blue skies and dirty clouds
And keep staring at me
Like a dead man's eyes
And keep staring at me
Like a dead man's eyes
And keep staring at me
