I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots
that my tongue was tied off,
my brain's repeating, if you've got an impulse let it out
but they never get past my mouth
Ba ba, ba ba, this is the sound of settling x3
Are you this fleeting?
Old age is just aroung the bend, I can't wait to look grey
I'll sit and wonder of every love that could have been,
if only i could have thought of something charming to say
Ba ba, ba ba, ba ba this is the sound of settling x5
I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots