Words Chords and Irony

I work hard to get my kicks
New life of mobile politics
Well I'm taking it all in my stride
And I try to be the better man
Still struggling to understand
The reasons I burn up inside
And what's the point in taking pride
In how you make us feel
All this time spent holding on for something real
And all the acts that passes through me leaves me tired
So shut your mouth, all these words are spilling out
And they're leaving marks of guilt and fear and doubt
So shut your mouth, all these words are spilling out
And they leave these marks that are carving me out
Laugh at this new therapy
Through words and chords and irony
That's keeping my heart from turning black
These hooks on me form worrying
About the state our lives are in
And it gives me a way to shout back
To all the people holiding power
Can this problem shift?
Selling our souls off by the hour just to make ends meet
And all the acts that we're all feeling leaves us tired
So shut your mouth, all these words are spilling out
And they're leaving marks of guilt and fear and doubt
So shut your mouth, all these words are spilling out
And they leave these marks that are carving me out
Carving me out



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Arthur Davis
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link