Communicate
I've been trying to find the words to say
The things that I'm feeling
It's nothing bad, so I won't complain
But the sensation's seething
When it's time to talk I just lose my mind
And my fingers cross when I say "I'm fine"
But I guess I'm fine, feeling good inside this time
(Ooo)
Communication's really fun
You get to get misunderstood
Like those who try to lend a hand
(Ooo)
Don't wanna talk
Don't wanna be here right now
My throat is dry and I'm not feeling sound
Let's try again when winter comes around
A dragon's nested in our words
It feeds on stress and poisoned swords
Inside it lay all the atrocious things you've said
One day its wings shall take to flight
Shrouded in gold, in mighty shine
And none shall live until you say the words "I'm sorry"
"But that's a lie
There's no fucking way in hell that you should apologize
The things you've done are bound to stay in the past
And it is fate for them to be left behind at last"
But remembering my actions
Makes me nauseous
Knock me unconscious
(Yeah)
(Ooo)
Communication's really fun
You get to get misunderstood
Like those who try to lend a hand
(Ooo)
Don't wanna talk, don't wanna be here right now
My throat is dry and I'm not feeling sound
Let's try again when winter comes around
("If you accept the definition that a word
Is some letters surrounded by a gap
Then a xnopyt-")
The things that I'm feeling
It's nothing bad, so I won't complain
But the sensation's seething
When it's time to talk I just lose my mind
And my fingers cross when I say "I'm fine"
But I guess I'm fine, feeling good inside this time
(Ooo)
Communication's really fun
You get to get misunderstood
Like those who try to lend a hand
(Ooo)
Don't wanna talk
Don't wanna be here right now
My throat is dry and I'm not feeling sound
Let's try again when winter comes around
A dragon's nested in our words
It feeds on stress and poisoned swords
Inside it lay all the atrocious things you've said
One day its wings shall take to flight
Shrouded in gold, in mighty shine
And none shall live until you say the words "I'm sorry"
"But that's a lie
There's no fucking way in hell that you should apologize
The things you've done are bound to stay in the past
And it is fate for them to be left behind at last"
But remembering my actions
Makes me nauseous
Knock me unconscious
(Yeah)
(Ooo)
Communication's really fun
You get to get misunderstood
Like those who try to lend a hand
(Ooo)
Don't wanna talk, don't wanna be here right now
My throat is dry and I'm not feeling sound
Let's try again when winter comes around
("If you accept the definition that a word
Is some letters surrounded by a gap
Then a xnopyt-")
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Writer(s): Pelayo Puga
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