Starting feels like I’m rushing
Guess I was hiding, from broken tongues.
So now I’m curving, my hands are burning
Smoke fills my broken lungs
My broken tongues... My broken tongues... My broken tongues... My broken tongues...
Smiling to cripples and blind man
Guess you 2 have been stranded, some time ago
Starting, the words come down crushing
Smoke fills my broken lungs
My broken tongues... My broken tongues... My broken tongues... My broken tongues...