No Words
You’re not so tough
Your need to be loved
You roast in the desert
A scorched earth
Your mind’s come loose
The monster’s back
Toward a mirage
No words
You’re not so tough
A whip, no crack
A sudden switch
The constant threat
That you’ll torch the place
That plants are snakes
With clip on face
No words
You join the dots and you colour in
A road that’s paved with good intentions
Good intentions
Yeah, good intentions
You’re not so tough
And the jaw like force
Clings to joyless bones
Devoured by ants
The slim pickings
From click monkeys
By their ropes, we hang
No words
You join the dots and you colour in
A road that’s paved with good intentions
No words can ex-
No words can ex-
No words can express it
No words can ex-
No words can ex-
No words can express it
And now you wanna bleed me dry
Now you wanna bleed me dry
No words
