Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Not Mad I'm Impressed, artist - The Silent Escape. Album song Hide Them In the Cemetary, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 10.07.2007
Record label: Distrophonix
Song language: English
I'm Not Mad I'm Impressed |
These ashy pieces that we tore |
from the pages of the stories we’ve ignored. |
The bridge burns brighter now. |
And I flicked the match out the window, |
as pure luck has we’ve been circling this prison for so long. |
She won’t let go, |
she only knows |
to start again. |
These reservations on my tongue taste like medicated contracts. |
You think you’re so special. |
I hate to tell you you’re not. |
So go ahead and spill your guts |
and I’ll mop it up and give it all back, |
give it all back. |
With eyes wide open I see everything that I ever need |
to know about all the ways that you tried to get inside my head. |
Now I’m waiting for the right time to pack it up and sell it. |
She sits back, and impatiantly she waits |
for the moment that comes one second now too late. |
All the words you say |
could never compliment the way |
that you wrap your bitterness around me. |
These reservations on my tongue taste like medicated contracts. |
You think you’re so special. |
I hate to tell you you’re not. |
So go ahead and spill your guts |
and I’ll mop it up and give it all back, |
give it all back. |
You only notice what I never seem to say. |
Well maybe we’re better off that way. |
Maybe with the lights down low |
you will recognize the crashing in this wall was your mistake. |
We’re so stuck, you’re so stuck. |
And baby if we carpool to the hospital |
may I breath the air that you give up, |
that you give up? |
Go ahead and spill your guts. |
I’ll mop it up and give it all back. |
These reservations on my tongue taste like medicated contracts. |
So go ahead and spill your guts |
and I’ll mop it up and give it all back, |
give it all back. |
You only notice what I never seem to say! |
Give it all back! |
Give it all back! |