The Dead Are Dumb

Always try to keep up

Always fall behind

Belly pains and headaches

Inside you

Isn’t it quite the same

And isn’t it such a shame

Too heavy for the lightness

But weightless in the rain

All our words are wasted

Never fails to fail me

Never say never

Loathing phase, self-inflicted pain

I’d never, oh, I’d never

Isn’t it quite the same

And isn’t it such a shame

Too heavy for the lightness

But weightless in the rain

All our words are wasted

Isn’t it quite the same

And isn’t it such a shame

Too heavy for the lightness

But weightless in the rain

All our words are wasted