Слова:
Flaw Voices

Take away all of the hurt around The hurt around It brings me down So far now Don't know if I will make it out Feel the wind blow And I hear the voices

like knives and swords and weapons that you use against me You have knocked me off my feet again got me feeling like I'm nothing You, with your voice

Sunrise showing every flaw Paying for the nights before Dark eyes, scanning every vein Exploding cannot stand the strain Standing on trial, scrutinize

was too dead to care If indeed I cared at all Never had a voice to protest So you fed me shit to digest I wish I had a reason My flaws are open season

running away the way to relieve my doubt And if I should stay would the past still find me out I'm so afraid that my flaws will fail me now Why do I stray from this voice

OF GALWAY" "I'LL PUNCH A DONKEY IN THE STREETS OF GALWAY" Sonny boy Such a sonny boy In her voice, there's a flaw Sonny boy Such a sonny boy E-e-aw

opera in my mind... And it told of a new design In which every soul is duty bound To uphold the statues of boredom therein lies The fatal flaw of

path reveals sample act reflected clears noticed thought while leaving hears nuisance labels paranoia so stupid how perceived that way silent claws shredding flaws hungers knawing silent flaws

wear the same three colors, with the same suit And mother would come to me when I would close my eyes and sink To the thought of her beautiful voice,