Samsaruh Subvert
Oh honey I don't need your five dollar tears
I just need the silence to freeze
Cause everything shouts even the weeds
Now I can't hear the wind, it's disappeared
And I see the way you hold your knife
Close and tight, ready to bite
And I see the way you hold your life
Close and tight, full of pride
Subvert, we don't need your dirt
We don't need your money and we ain't here to curse
Conquer, whisperer
We can't hear the honey, you owe us the damn hurt
Subvert, whisperer
Oh honey I don't need your five dollar fears
So you better wrap yourself in years
Cause times quick, our clocks have lost their gears
Oh honey I don't need your anything
And I see the way you hold your knife
Close and tight, ready to bite
And I see the way you hold your life
Close and tight, full of pride
Subvert, we don't need your dirt
We don't need your money and we ain't here to curse
Conquer, whisperer
We can't hear the honey, you owe us the damn hurt
Subvert, whisperer
Your voice runs quicker than your heels
The monster really ain't a big deal
It'll talk and shout until you think it squeals
It'll add you to its ignorant list of kills
Subvert, we don't need your dirt
We don't need your money and we ain't here to curse
Conquer, whisperer
We can't hear the honey, you owe us the damn hurt
Subvert, whisperer
Subvert
