Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Birchwood, artist - Kill the Vultures. Album song The Careless Flame, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.03.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: F to I to X
Song language: English
Birchwood |
Won’t you speak what’s on your mind |
I may be deaf, but I ain’t blind |
Misery comes right on time |
While you stand at the station |
The flesh hangs loosely from your words |
They beg for change out on the curb |
With both hands out they have the nerve |
To ask me for more patience |
Your silence is a killer’s knife |
A killer with a lovely wife |
A bride who threw bouquets of ice |
That I caught quick as lightening |
The air is thick and I can’t breathe |
I wish you were off overseas |
Instead you’re burning next to me |
And trying to read my writing |
A pen has more to say right now |
Than two kids who are wondering how |
They got here under toxic clouds |
Fuck you and your forecast |
My summer never felt so cold |
Your winter nights are getting old |
But legally I can’t let go |
Once your bedroom door’s latched |
You’ll have a drag, but you don’t smoke |
You swim in lies, but you don’t float |
No, you can’t be blamed and you don’t vote |
You’re perfect as a train wreck |
You crawl back in your shattered shell |
Collecting all your parts that fell |
Then climb back up to the top shelf |
You jump and make the same mess |
I’ve seen the world in broken parts |
I’ve fallen down, collected scars |
I have my theory where it starts |
And you will surely end it |
The jesters tell you you’re the king |
The foolish one believes these things |
Stop looking at your diamond ring |
And save your sinking friendship |
One angel on your shoulder sits |
With broken heart and open wrists |
She tells you what your problem is |
She tells you all of mine, too |
I reached for you and you were gone |
Like smokey moonlight in the dawn |
I’ll look back to where I went wrong |
And I know there I’ll find you |
And I know there I’ll find you |
And I know there I’ll find you |
And I know there I’ll find you |
Birchwood |
So won’t you speak what’s on your mind |
C’mon, I said won’t you speak what’s on your mind |
Please, won’t you speak what’s on your mind |
I may be deaf, but I ain’t blind |