Butcher's Mouth



I've got a way
Of finding out what you said,
But I want to hear it from the butcher's mouth
I've got a way
Of freaking out all your friends when I'm talking out loud
But it ends me when I can tell that I've become the person I can't take, (that I hate)
A person so much like you

I've got a way
(Your jealous eyes, with reckless pride, feasting on the wealth)
I've got a way
(This little click, brick by brick, has turned upon itself)

You're a broken record repeating these vanities
Over and over again

You find your words and made them work for you,
And trust me, people will drink them in
The absence of a witness, no one to see this
Hid your affection for self-obsession and the greed
But now it's back to your, back to your knees

I've got a way
(Your jealous eyes, with reckless pride, feasting on the wealth)
I've got a way
(This little click, brick by brick, has turned upon itself)

You're a broken record repeating these vanities
Over and over, the same old story

Throw yourself a pity party,
Pulling each and every heartstring
We brought you here
We brought you here
And no one will come to your defense

Let's break that smile right off your face
Taking time to save the place
Where names are of no use
And ridiculous answers will find their sleep,
And you will find your sleep too

Way, I've got a way

You're a broken record repeating these vanities
Over and over again







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