Blabbermouth

Why do things get weird
Whenever we get close?
A sight for sore eyes, an eyesore to a ghost
Counted all the voyeurs in your room
They're just spies simply sent
Simply sent to watch over you
They're watching your every move

Stop talking, stop talking
I shoot alarm clocks to kill time
Stop talking, stop talking
The end of the world is no worry of mine

I've seen it a thousand times
This vibrant shine deteriorates the higher that I climb
It's heaved me off this track
Fades until it's black as night
No one to save, nobody lives here now
Vacant room, vacant mind

Stop talking, stop talking
I shoot alarm clocks to kill time
Stop talking, stop talking
The end of the world is no worry of mine



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Writer(s): Kc Shingleton
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