O'brother
O'brother - The Great Release songtekst
Je score:
A slip of tongue, these words fall like an avalanche And I wont be ignored My lungs expire, the waters getting deeper And I cant hold in my breath So hear me now, this distance is quite simply Too much to take in at once My lungs expire the waters getting deeper And I can't hold in my breath With malice on your breath Your trembling hands speak of severed ties In language that not even God could divide So lay your weary burdened head upon my side Sleep will bring you close to God, It will bring you close Swallow them down it burns like fire Your words are the devils machine Keep your breath your leaking lies Wait now on approaching sleep The death of day, the great release Where words cannot breed like disease From lepers' rotting hands and feet Swallow them down it burns like fire Your words are the devils machine Keep your breath you're leaking lies Like the cracks in the teeth of the beast Swallow them down it burns like fire Your words are the devils machine So watch closer now as I slip and I swallow my tongue