¤ Lyrics

¤¤ Blood On The Ground ¤¤
I don't want to talk to you anymore.
I'm afraid of what I might say.
I bite my tongue everytime you come around
Cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground.
Hand over my heart
I swear I've tried everything I could within all my power two weeks and one hour.
I slaved and now I've got nothing to show.
Oh if only you'd grow taller than a brick wall,
From now on I'm gonna start holding my breath
When you come around and you flex that fake grin
Cause something inside of me
Has said more than twice that breathing less air
Beats breathing you at all.
I don't want to talk to you anymore.
I'm afraid of what I might say.
I bite my tongue everytime you come around
Cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground.
Hand over my mouth
I'm earning the right to my silence.
In quiet discerning between ego and timing.
Good judgement is once again proving to me
That it's still worth it's weight in gold.
From now on I'm gonna be so much more wary when you start to speak and my warm blood starts to boil
That seeing you is like pulling teeth
And hearing your voice is like chewing tin foil.
I don't want to talk to you anymore.
I'm afraid of what I might say.
I bite my tongue everytime you come around
Cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground.
High fives to a better judgement,
by saying less today I will gain more...
Low two's to you my fickle friend.
Who brought the art of silent war?