Iron jaw

Song Iron jaw
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Lyrics

作曲 : Bettencourt
man is unfinished animal feeding on helpless spoken word why can't this iron jaw elate and speak with the tongues of angels hey do you hear a word i say a simple you're ok is underrated is there anyone listening hey don't turn and walk away a vital you're ok i think would do it is there anyone listening there are words more precious than jewels buried beneath the thought of you they hide in the corner of your soul a verbal kaleidoscope this detonator in my mouth armed with some touchy dynamite blasting a pocketful of screams scattering frequencies calling iron jaw can't you hear me call i'm right here thought keep it in the vault it's not your fault no one likes to hear the pain killers killer pain so insane asylum where you live large but who's in charge card credit check reject eject cassette tape is stuck pig got an apple in your mouth you know you gotta dial 1 800 help you need somebody help is on the way out of breath start to shake speare without a pen you vow to escape from the jaws of life sucks then you die it's a lie on the beach soaking up the son of god 'cause he can hear you

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zuò qǔ : Bettencourt
man is unfinished animal feeding on helpless spoken word why can' t this iron jaw elate and speak with the tongues of angels hey do you hear a word i say a simple you' re ok is underrated is there anyone listening hey don' t turn and walk away a vital you' re ok i think would do it is there anyone listening there are words more precious than jewels buried beneath the thought of you they hide in the corner of your soul a verbal kaleidoscope this detonator in my mouth armed with some touchy dynamite blasting a pocketful of screams scattering frequencies calling iron jaw can' t you hear me call i' m right here thought keep it in the vault it' s not your fault no one likes to hear the pain killers killer pain so insane asylum where you live large but who' s in charge card credit check reject eject cassette tape is stuck pig got an apple in your mouth you know you gotta dial 1 800 help you need somebody help is on the way out of breath start to shake speare without a pen you vow to escape from the jaws of life sucks then you die it' s a lie on the beach soaking up the son of god ' cause he can hear you