Whisperer کے بول

You play my nerves like strings, all upside down Try to keep straight, my limbs are bonding now Since a few aprils ago Endless chase to send away this Tireless persistence of taste. With a touch of your words I saw the devil sneak between my fingers (it's much too familiar) With a touch of your words I've learned to reverse (Oh) It's gotten me no where A deep shade of horizon gold The constellations remind me I am home We were lit from the west, our silhouettes Yet a sight of industrial-ness As the silence wins over every word With a touch of your words I saw the devil sneak between my fingers (it's much too familiar) With a touch of your words I've learned to reverse (Oh) It's gotten me no where What am I supposed to think about wondering round inside out? (It's gotten me no where) Patterns don't feel right, still speaking like you know what I'm all about We were lit from the west, our silhouettes Yet a sight of industrial-ness As the silence wins over every word With a touch of your words I saw the devil sneak between my fingers (it's much too familiar) With a touch of your words I've learned to reverse (Oh) It's gotten me no where We were lit from the west, our silhouettes Yet a sight of industrial-ness As the silence wins over every word