Insult With Injuries - Hand To Hand

Stuck in the silence you sing

It almost sounds like your in key with your mouth stitched shut

Whose thoughts are backwards?

Now turn the page once and for all

Set your mind on free fall

That is the most impeccable timing

For all the wounds left healing

The stitches seem too surreal

I’m giving it all

Bleeding to break the change, you’re not so different

Here’s an antidote for clean health

The shortest distance between two lines is straight to the point

We peel ourselves away for nothing

We peel ourselves for good

With your mouth taped shut, I can still hear you loud and clear