Names Without Numbers

Loose Tongues And Hurricanes
a bitten tongue my worst mistake choking back the words so needed limits made to be exceeded epiphany perhaps a coup de grace regretting every moment wasted sickened by the hate i've tasted from abundance of the heart the words cascade outward signs no longer masquerade what we feel inside a gaping mouth words flow like cyanide poisoning relationships and killing trust with dagger lips a turning point that seems always for the worse what else would have you suggested syntax ruin manifested Aus Songtexte Mania