Politics of Sound Songtext
von Images in Vogue

If there is nothing left you want to hear
There′s nothing left for me to say
There's only one thing left for you to fear
The one thing I′m going to say

I was talking to you
The politics of sound
Meant nothing to you
The politics of sound


You must expect the worst from me
To hide your ears with your hands
I wonder what the very worst could be
I take the matter in my hands

I was talking to you
The politics of sound
Meant nothing to you
The politics of sound

The politics of sound
The politics of sound