slowly growing deaf

• bi (bkz: mr bungle) $arkisi.. sozleri kisaca:
  
  as the congregation grows
  the lung of solitude deflates
  to my ears the greatest sin
  feel a bit like beethoven
  
  simultaneous they speak unbeknownst
  exiled to the inner voice, difference is...
  he had no choice
  
  we can't seem to find the air
  to get our message through your heads
  poor respiration is sure
  to keep clear communication obscure
  
  as if i should care
  as if you are listening out there
  
  the louder you speak the more i can hear
  the less i can understand
  pound on it, pound it in
  to my ears the greatest sin
  feel a bit like beethoven
  
  paint my lungs so silently
  the darkest color of your noise
  a crowd will contradict it's own audibility
  can't hear the dialogue for the voice
  
  no one is listening
  yet ears are ringing
  
  ears are ringing...
  
  in the morning i will see
  what you were trying to say to me
  as i respond into the sink
  need not again hear myself think
  
  ears are ringing...
  
  wax within my ears has grown
  just like the snot inside my nose
  my interpretation of distorted conversation
  
  i will kill for isolation
  sacrifice the energy
  to enjoy the breath of silence
  when the blood comes naturally
  
  i have chosen to plug my nose
  before the threshold of pain has grown
  mole out from society
  survive off my soliloquy
  
  removed i can speak as he has
  bleeding from nose throat and ears
  
  sleep part i olarak da bilinir.. (bkz: cle mode on)
• (bkz: ludwig van beethoven)
• (bkz: ou818)