i've been suffocating all night too much of nothing made me get uptight and i get FISTS ON MY SHY NERVES? and say it's THIS THAT YOU DESERVE? do you wanna live in a soft shell OR KNUCKLE UNDER THE HARD SELL? when your arms start creeping thru when you're ashamed of what you're trying to do
dead air don't let it be spoken a record's broken, skipping to the words that hang in this dead air and you never say nothing dead air between you and me
i've been suffocating all night too much of nothing made me get uptight you're in a rut with your dumb ones it TAKES NO GUTS TO BE DON JUAN to go around brooding and tight when you got no reason for brooding you've become completely sick you don't give a s*** you just wanna forget
dead air don't let it be spoken a record's broken, skipping to the words that hang in this dead air and you never say nothing dead air between you and me
i've been brooding all night i got no reason for brooding i don't know what i'm doing i keep trying to speak out loud
dead air
Compositores: Steven Paul Smith, Neil Gust, Brandt Gustav Peterson, Tony Lash ECAD: Obra #45518964