Some Sort of Justice
Blue eyes has given me his hate
Tall hands and black poems in his head
Feathers spoke comfort break me
That all this sound should turn me deaf
My head melts tight from lack of sense
A thought disease that you have gave
Feathers spoke comfort break me
That all this sound should turn me deaf
But don't think for one moment that life won't find a way
You keep on making the same mistakes
And crossing the river you bury the tail deep in my back
Was it my, my mistake, if I knew you'd make
The time you cut now starts to speak
And soon your mouth won't have a say
Feathers spoke comfort break me
That all this sound should turn me deaf
Don't think for a moment that life won't find a way