Paroles de There is Cruelty in All Our Bones
Close your heart off, don't let them hear it beat.A wave of broken men trying hard to mend their insecurities.
Keep your eyes shut, don't let them see
How you'll be overcome by what they've done and let this misery repeat.
(Why, god? Why? God, why?)
Transposed, it's their only escape
From nightmares that follow like shadows midday.
Revealing in vicarious ways
(in the coldness of death, we are one and the same.)
And so we collapse and retreat
From all our resentment and bitter defeat.
bloodily gnashing our teeth,
(We swallow our pride and the secrets we keep.)
I ask
"Why? why? why?! Why would you give life
to those who take it from others,
To these trophy hunters,
whose mantles are where the ghost of me resides?"
(Our throats ripped out)
And lips sewn closed
(Our voices are silenced)
They'll never know, they'll never know
(Our hands are bound) Tear open my chest to see
A black splintered heart that's been torn apart and refuses to beat.
Though harrowed, you'll suspend disbelief
For my only cure is to make you pure and as empty as me. Though I ask God
"Why?! Why? Why? Why would you give life
to those who take it from others,
To these trophy hunters,
whose mantles are where the ghost of me resides?"
(oh) We're just grasping at straws
(no) We're all deeply flawed
(oh) Our souls were lost
and our bodies paid the awful cost in (full)
(Why? Why Why?)
Why? why? why?! Why would you give life
to those who take it from others,
To these trophy hunters,
whose mantles are where the ghost of me resides?
Why why why?
From nightmares that follow like shadows midday.
Revealing in vicarious ways
(in the coldness of death, we are one and the same.)
And so we collapse and retreat
From all our resentment and bitter defeat.
bloodily gnashing our teeth,
(We swallow our pride and the secrets we keep.)
I ask
"Why? why? why?! Why would you give life
to those who take it from others,
To these trophy hunters,
whose mantles are where the ghost of me resides?"
(Our throats ripped out)
And lips sewn closed
(Our voices are silenced)
They'll never know, they'll never know
(Our hands are bound) Tear open my chest to see
A black splintered heart that's been torn apart and refuses to beat.
Though harrowed, you'll suspend disbelief
For my only cure is to make you pure and as empty as me. Though I ask God
"Why?! Why? Why? Why would you give life
to those who take it from others,
To these trophy hunters,
whose mantles are where the ghost of me resides?"
(oh) We're just grasping at straws
(no) We're all deeply flawed
(oh) Our souls were lost
and our bodies paid the awful cost in (full)
(Why? Why Why?)
Why? why? why?! Why would you give life
to those who take it from others,
To these trophy hunters,
whose mantles are where the ghost of me resides?
Why why why?
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