Cheeba Swiftkick - Sun Club

Boys and loud noises

Like they had their choices

If it gets their attention

But does that mean they’re listening

Thoughts for thoughtfulness

And think but thoughtless

Drummed out by humdrum hums

But nothing worth mentioning

Part of me wants to drown

Inside of everything that is «it»

And find the noise I thought I’d never want to know

And find a way

A way to lose my sense of center in

Sound and drowned and drowned

Psychos and silent stares

Speak up but no one dares

Depth in silence

And height and reticence

Tongue tied but screaming

Don’t care if they’re listening

If I’m the only one who hears

Than an anthem for my defense

I just want to get louder

Oh oh

I ask too many questions

Part of me wants to drown

Inside of everything that is «it»

And find the noise I thought I’d never want to know

And find a way

A way to lose my sense of center in

Sound and drowned and drowned

Part of me wants to drown

Inside of everything that is «it»

And find the noise I thought I’d never want to know

And find a way

A way to lose my sense of center in

Sound and drowned and drowned