Pillows For Prague - Talk Is Cheap

When I dig my fingers in
Do I feel blood and tissue
Or are you emptying
A flame suffocated, and I'm bored again
What is the issue with you if you can't afford to bend
Push the embers together, let me fill your cup
This time I'll put you off until you've had enough
I've mostly mastered hatred and I think too much
But the mental masturbation only fucks things up
Unstable unrelatable unable to trust
I'm unavailable, perception wanes and rusts
Use my hell to forge a weapon yes a blade that cuts
Grab the knife stabbed to life and I'm spilling my guts
Growing very tired of the who's and what's
Thrown in a glowing fire to try and shake things up
Too late to debate I've already cut out my tongue
It's too late to lose a game that you've already won
Know this, I noticed
The word to the wise isn't always unique.
More often it's coated
In candy and sprinkles, hide what's underneath.
Unfortunate organs
Play out of tune, while mine line the streets.
This story unfolded
Before I ever got the chance to speak...
Talk is cheap.
When it falls on deaf ears,
I'm more within reach.
Talk is cheap.
I'll lend my two cents,
And take them back in a week.
Talk is cheap.
I've stacked the deck,
You can read 'em and weep.
You can read 'em and weep.
Take it as a threat
I'm filled with empty promises
I'm feeling regret
Painting with my blood on the canvases
Is it astonishment
Is it abandonment
Is this banishment
As bad as bad as bad can get?

Written by:
Andrew Siver

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