Nobody's comin' down the hall
I want to take what's left
This halo round my neck
Beautiful, cancer
Has torn out every stitch
The high desert favorite [Incomprehensible] radio station
I want to take what's left
You're listening to W.A.N.T
Lie beside the ditch
I got what was
What's left, for the deaf
Who are you hidin'?
When I knew where you'd been?
I want to take what's left
I got what was
It's been a good night, Dave catching here
Singing
I got what was
Beautiful senses are gone
Then I heard not a thing
Nobody ever needed it
Everybody echoes in my head
No talk will cure, what's lost or save
Sweet soft and low
Broken reflection outta luck
A mistake not to listen
infiltrate, and forget
I will poison you all
The blind can go get fucked
What's left, for the deaf
Is it safe for the deaf?
Then I saw you comin'
Canary in a gilded cage
I'm ready now
No talk will cure, what's lost or save
Come closer racing to your tongue
