Twisted Tongue

[Verse 1]

Half of the decade trying to cope

More that I injure, sparser the hope

So pry up the tiles and gut out the floors

Find the foundation's not safe anymore

[Chorus]

And after the Lord speaks, baby, take me where the crowd don't run

And I'll find my shadow waiting

Filthy with a twisted tongue

And I'll hide everything in my head

And forget everyone that I've met

And I'll never be open again

Oh, how good it must feel to not love anything

[Verse 2]

Half of the decadе caught in the rope

Fashion the hеadache, I'll be the host

[Chorus]

And after the Lord speaks, baby, take me where the crowd don't run

And I'll find my shadow waiting

Filthy with a twisted tongue

And I'll hide everything in my head

And forget everyone that I've met

And I'll never be open again

Oh, how good it must feel to not love anything

Oh, how good it must feel to not love anything

Oh, how good it must feel to not love anything