Words (In Misfits Style)

Three inches above the floor
Man in a box wants to burn my soul
And I’m tired
«Is that the truth?» he says
The pain is easy
Too many words, too many words
And I can hear 'em
And I can hear 'em
You better think about it baby
If you’re hearing screams
Come back child, come back
My hands are dry
Better think about it one more time
Too many words, too many words
And I can hear 'em
And I can hear 'em
You better think about it baby
And I can hear 'em
And I can hear 'em
And I can hear 'em
And I can hear 'em