God rid us Of our, our conscience So we can float away God rid us Of our, our conscience So we can float away God rid us Of our, our conscience So
Get out Get out Cos I don?t know what you?re about Get out Get out Cos I don?t know what you?re thinking about Something says leave Just leave Cos
There?s a look on your face I would like to knock out See the sin in your grin and the shape of your mouth All I want is to see you in terrible pain
I?m beside myself But does it matter It?s good to hear you?re doing well But does it matter I?m beside myself But does it matter It?s good to hear
All this time I?m distracted from the world The world outside of your arms All I need is here Try and find, a way to say the things The things I feel
Would you rather be in this noise celebrate in this noise colder It means so much to me Would you rather be in this noise celebrate in this noise
Here it comes Creeping up Hold it down Can?t hold it down Hold it down Here it comes Creeping up
Help! In this Junk I?m drowning Drowning How long? Til I sell? My mother So I become Important to you In this junk Drowning How long? Til I sell My
The enemy is after me again Afraid of the sea and what?s down there I need to sleep It?s been a whole week Cos tears keep falling into my pool Bright
Why can?t I see it?s all not wrong Why can?t you be here again Still don?t believe I know you?re gone I miss your love I miss your love
Talk to me I haven?t said a word in days Please talk to me And I can tell you of my ways In which I numb myself In which I numb myself Drink with me
this noise Rather be in this noise Rather be in this noise I'd rather be in this noise Rather be in this noise Rather be in this noise Repetition baby
Traduzione: Archivio. Rumore.
you rather be in this noise celebrate in this noise colder It means so much to me Would you rather be in this noise celebrate in this noise colder
