A Taste For Bitters Lyrics

Chokebore A Taste For Bitters

This style of living the more I think, the more I think
this means out.
This style of living the more I think, the more I think
this means it.
No more drowning and the answer, see how my silence
leaks...
see how my fingers have folded, folded and crumble when
speak.
I see my life as a sonic tone, I never thought it would
deepen, but you don't care for me and I don't care now
for anybody.