歌词
How does your heart flicker on the rhythm
When you're alone what do you do?
So many things I wanna say
So many things I wanna say
Boiling, talking, what is that I cannot hear you, cannot hear you
Lip reading turns into mimicking the voices apart, away
Someone tell them to keep it down I'm trying to cry in here
Listen up, I will not tolerate sickening throat of incompetence
Boiling, talking, what is that I cannot hear you, cannot hear you
Lip reading turns into mimicking the voices apart, away
Someone tell them to keep it down I'm trying to cry in here
Listen up, I will not tolerate sickening throat of incompetence
I can't do that anymore so I accept
Listeners listen, idealism
Want it so badly, I will do anything for the last word
I'd die for the last touch
So many things I wanna say
So many things I wanna say
Boiling, talking, what is that I cannot hear you, cannot hear you
Lip reading turns into mimicking the voices apart, away
Someone tell them to keep it down I'm trying to cry in here
Listen up, I will not tolerate sickening throat of incompetence