Tripping - XXV
First they ignore you
Then laugh at you and hate you
Then they flight you
Then you win
When the truth dies
Very bad things happen
They're being heartless
Again
I know it's coming, there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
When a heart is broken, there's nothing to break
You've been mixing
With some very heavy faces
The boys have done
A bit of bird
They don't kill their own
And they all love their mothers
But you're out of your depth son
Have a word
I know, it's coming, there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
When a heart is broken, there's nothing to break
All is wonderful in this life
Dreaming of the sun she warms
You should see me in the afterlife
Picking up the sons of dust
When you think we're lost, we're exploring
What you think is worthless, I'm adoring
You don't want the truth, truth is boring
I've got this fever, need to
Leave the house
Leave the car
Leave the bad men where they are
I'll leave a few shells in my gun
And stop me staring at the sun
I know, it's coming, there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
My heart is broken, there's nothing to break
Then laugh at you and hate you
Then they flight you
Then you win
When the truth dies
Very bad things happen
They're being heartless
Again
I know it's coming, there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
When a heart is broken, there's nothing to break
You've been mixing
With some very heavy faces
The boys have done
A bit of bird
They don't kill their own
And they all love their mothers
But you're out of your depth son
Have a word
I know, it's coming, there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
When a heart is broken, there's nothing to break
All is wonderful in this life
Dreaming of the sun she warms
You should see me in the afterlife
Picking up the sons of dust
When you think we're lost, we're exploring
What you think is worthless, I'm adoring
You don't want the truth, truth is boring
I've got this fever, need to
Leave the house
Leave the car
Leave the bad men where they are
I'll leave a few shells in my gun
And stop me staring at the sun
I know, it's coming, there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
My heart is broken, there's nothing to break
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Writer(s): Per Kristian Ottestad, Ashley Hamilton, Robert Peter Williams
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