Not to Speak
When there's nothing left to say
When I can't explain, or comfort all the voices I hear inside
The mirror tells me lies
When the ambience surrounds me, in it I'll find a lullaby
So don't tell me not to speak
I'll say what's in my head, without reserve
I won't miss a beat
And as I drive, my tires screech
Follow the sun, I drive westward
Off the cliffs, into the sea
Free me from my head
Promise me that I will still bleed red
When I can't explain, or comfort all the voices I hear inside
The mirror tells me lies
When the ambience surrounds me, in it I'll find a lullaby
So don't tell me not to speak
I'll say what's in my head, without reserve
I won't miss a beat
And as I drive, my tires screech
Follow the sun, I drive westward
Off the cliffs, into the sea
Free me from my head
Promise me that I will still bleed red
Credits
Writer(s): Matias Ilic
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