Incommunicata

Tell me your lies
just don’t expect the truth out of me
Spill your guts
just don’t expect me to pick them back up.

Incommunicata
It’s the way you hold your head
Incommunicata
Spend another day in bed

Drown out your pain
just don’t expect me to dive back in to save it
Sever your ties
just don’t expect them to reattach in time

CHORUS

Tell me your lies
just don’t expect the truth out of me
Spill your guts
just don’t expect me to pick them back up.

CHORUS

 

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