Wall of Mouths Songtext
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Hit me

This is your life, so why do you do it?
You see it all like a film but I′m not in it
You don't like my attitude, or my tact
But I don′t care, 'cause I don't like your soundtrack
The side of my head, an endless pain
I tip it to the side to let the bad things drain
Coming on strong, like a terminal prefect
Down the hole with the gene pool defects

I′ve got nothing to say, I′m not talking to you
I've got nothing to say, you′re just a wall of mouths
I've got nothing to say, I′m not talking to you
I've got nothing to say, you′re just a wall of mouths


Here we go again, the runaround circus
Looking to you for clues but I'm not worth it
You don't like my attitude, or my tact
But I don′t give a shit, ′cause I don't like your soundtrack
The side of my head, an endless pain
I tip it to the side to let the bad things drain
Je suis l′etranger, ne pas deranger

(translation from French:
I am the foreigner, do not disturb)

Just drive me into the central reservation

I've got nothing to say, I′m not talking to you
I've got nothing to say, you′re just a wall of mouths
I've got nothing to say, I'm not talking to you
I′ve got nothing to say, you′re just a wall of mouths

(Cos that's the perfect) boredom sway
And I′ll invite them back to mine
The end of dialing nine, nine, nine, the fools
I drive her back to the bargain of sticks
Play reveille on a pile of bricks
(they) leave (methem) (writing) six, six, six

I've got nothing to say, I′m not talking to you
I've got nothing to say, you′re just a wall of mouths
I've got nothing to say, I'm not talking to you
I′ve