Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strange Talk, artist - Ocean Grove. Album song Black Label (Reissue), in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 26.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: UNFD
Song language: English
Strange Talk |
Deviant, cast out — that’s how it’s always been |
Back against the wall again and again |
Emancipated from the thought of ever fitting in |
Staring out, just another face in the crowd |
Wouldn’t cross my mind if I knew then what I know now |
To set us apart, know we’re not cut from the same cloth |
To set us apart, to set us apart |
Know we’re not cut from the same cloth |
You got nothing to hide when you’re dead on the inside |
Enter my psyche, take a trip through my mind |
You got nothing to hide when you’re dead on the inside |
YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY |
You got to be in it to win it; |
Well with the venom in my veins I go a mile a fucking minute |
I CAN’T REMEMBER MY NAME, I CAN’T REMEMBER MY NAME |
So bring it back, pack it in and take it back to the day where we first saw it |
all begin |
If you wanted to know I still get high, high on the memory of you Even if I |
could I wouldn’t save you |
See what I got you can’t find, penetrates the soul, lies deeper in the mind |
Like the rest you’ll be left behind in due time, could have foreseen the |
nosedive |
Despite all my weakness, I scrape my hands to the bone (not wasting misfortune) |
I breathe your pollution, but live like I’m not your blud |
So tell me why, why you’ve always gotta go ahead and bring me down |
It’s in the look, the words unsaid and gets lost in the sound |
Giving time but leaving none for yourself |
‘Cause I am only myself and I won’t pretend to be anyone else |
Neurotic fantasy, I can’t believe it became true |
What will it take for me to finally forget you? |
Despite all my weakness, I scrape my hands to the bone |
(Not wasting misfortune) |
I breathe your pollution, but live like I’m not your blud |
Contagious, I’ve led from the start |
So tell my why, why you’ve always gotta go ahead and bring me down. |
It’s in the look, the words unsaid and gets lost in the sound |