Ire Works by Dillinger Escape Plan

Mouth Of Ghosts

by Dillinger Escape Plan· from Ire Works

Our trust runs out tonight Everything we said dissolves And now we say our last goodbye Nothing to resolve I never imagined you'd turn into this But then the end was always close We could feel it all along Don't you know where We could hide the lies You were a mouth without a heart An action without meaning And you walk afraid Reaching for the hands that turned closed