Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Untitled, artist - Butch Walker. Album song Sycamore Meadows, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 16.08.2010
Record label: INgrooves
Song language: English
Untitled |
| Everything is dark |
| Everybody’s here |
| All I gotta do is get the words right |
| When the microphone is near |
| Shoot off all my thoughts |
| Maybe make it rhyme |
| Try to be as honest with myself to them |
| Without committing the crime |
| I know that I can’t put it the way |
| That a better-read person could do |
| So I sacrifice my talent for the truth |
| So let it burn, let it fall |
| Let it drain the blood from my legs as I crawl |
| And let it circulate right through a vein |
| That’s never gonna rupture when I fall |
| Everybody screams |
| Then everybody stops |
| I just wanna have a little moment when the silence gets me off |
| Let me say my peace |
| Get out of your hair |
| All I wanted was to be the backrest |
| On your broken, hopeless chair |
| And I know that the living are lifeless |
| And if the doctors could euthanize half of the things |
| That make me become the person that I hate |
| So let it burn, let it fall |
| Let it drain the blood from my legs as I crawl |
| And let it circulate right through a vein |
| That’s never gonna rupture when I fall |
| Everything is dark |
| Everybody’s here |
| All I gotta do is get the words right |
| When the microphone is near |