Whispering Sons

Whispering Sons - Flood lyrics

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I carve silence in my forearm
there’s no silence in my head
encircling me with incoherent scraps of talk
I carve silence in my forearm

murmurous flood of words
murderous streams of thought

murmurous flood of words
that muddle focus, make me stutter and mutter
murderous streams of thought
under my breath, break my skull, I need some rest

please break my skull
I need some rest

I carve silence in my forearm
there’s no silence in my head

murmurous flood of words
murderous streams of thought
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Language: English

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