Moving Mouths Songtext
von Cloud Rat

You can′t, you can't, you can′t
Treat me like this
Wicked and winged rubbing my eyes
There's no limit to what a mind can absorb

A pounding, pulsating anger that is no longer humyn
Glorified Dawn, I spit in your face
Come at me, try and eat your most precious host

Give me the soul of a giver, teacher-preacher
My roses will bloom where the tide touches the sky