Manner Of Words

Turn this [?] down
I hear it all the time and I know now
It soon becomes a shrill clarion
And I can't carry on any longer
In the face of the earth
In the manner of words
All reasons to breathe, all reasons to see
They are gone away again

Than it all to blow up
To pull me again, away from this threat
'Til it's gone away again
And so I step outside
Hoping that this burden I've contrived
Will give its sorry self to the wolves
Cover all of the walls that surrounds it
But it will never leave me alone
It's a case now of how to suppress it

In the face of the earth
In the manner of words
All reasons to breathe, all reasons to see
They are gone away again
Than it all to blow up
To pull me again, away from this threat
'Til it's gone away again

In the face of the earth
In the manner of words
All reasons to breathe, all reasons to see
They are gone away again
Than it all to blow up
To pull me again, away from this threat
'Til it's gone away again

In the face of the earth
In the manner of words
All reasons to breathe, all reasons to see
They are gone away again
Than it all to blow up
To pull me again, away from this threat
'Til it's gone away again
'Til it's gone away again
'Til it's gone away again