speaking of tongues and silences take turns at me so enough is free and all [Chorus] sometimes an abstract object someone else to be put it on...put it on... he looks just like me [verse] sold to a sea of swill and salt remains widdling...nesting rusty the chains [Chorus] silly question semblance not a reason or and ends to the coasts of when-were-ever disheveled and bickering [break] [final Chorus] sometimes an abstract object someone else to be put it on...put it on... he looks just like me [outro] away with the end away with lot away
