radical face – Chewing Bottles Lyric

My voice never made it in time,
And they hung me out to dry.
My words never bother to rhyme,
And I always wonder why.

So now I've taken to chewing bottles,
To see if I still bleed.

The king has to beg for his meals,
The times just get me down.
But I'm just a spoke in the wheel,
I'll always be around.

And now our plans are just like trash in the breeze,
They never stay afloat for long.
But I'll take my chances,
And shake the hands of those who think
That they're still free...
That they're still free...
That they're still free...
That they're still free...

Come on...

Grab your torches,
It's time to burn this town.

Like men on porches,
No one will make a sound.

So find the pieces,
And build another one.

We always need it,
Because it's never done.

It's all great,
I can't breathe anymore.

Still awake,
When my face hits the floor.

Spent the day,
Watching waves eat the shore.

I can't stay,
No one sings anymore...
No one sings anymore...
No one sings anymore...
No one sings anymore...
No one sings anymore...
No one sings anymore...
No one sings anymore...
No one sings anymore...
No one sings anymore...