SILENCE is a blessing, and silence is a curse,
like a trench knife. Noise can't be any worse.
Depriving me from quietness is forcing me to choke.
Sound won't only touch the face, it will be grinding through.
I'M NOT ... not blaming anyone.
I WILL ... mute the world and think I won.
Don't ask for in-betweens in life,
no shades of black and white.
We're dying in silence inside!
NOISES get you back outside, with sounds that make you fear,
... that came to leave you here.
If music's sweet like suicide, then I'm in love with razors.
My heart stopped making any sound, you won't hear when it breaks.
I'M NOT ... not blaming anyone.
I WILL ... mute the world!
We're dying in silence!
Don't ask for in-betweens in life,
no shades of black and white.
We're dying in silence inside!
The two horizons fitted to blur and hypnotize.
Truth has splitted, chums up to compromise.
Why, why, why? What the fuck?
Don't ask for in-betweens in life,
no shades of black and white.
We're dying in silence inside! (Why?)
We're dying in silence inside!
