Seems Songtext
von The Grand Silent System

Calling card has put to rest
Your orphaned opiate
Once more it is summoned
Home

Can you keep a secret?
Is it a trial not to tell?
Will you pass it on, repeat it?


From the same mould we draw
A common theme to all thinking
So bullet proof it for
It is ripe for the picking
Absence is a form of closure
Numbering the scores and tolls we court lament
Seldom built to last size the plaintiff
While you′re down on all fours

Did you find being bought out generally
Turned bribes to weapons
Redefine the cleansing taught to them
You're the vessel

Cope, concentrate
Come forth the simple things; bind
Hold kind, never concede
Your worth is offering to guide
The lease will end, lease will end
The lease will end, lease will end
In time