Turn Away Songtext
von forgetters

It was such a twisted road
That led me to your door
I still got all of those turns
Inside of me here

The patience of an axe
The sickness of the singer
Yellow fingers circle a glass
I′m still not in it

But I still want so much more
Than I got
And I still got so much more
Than I know how to use

Turn away my son
Turn away from this house and all its limits
Turn away just once
Turn away from the whites of all their lies


This is just a start
This is just a let
This is just the best that we could get
This house is just a future place called home
I hope you keep it broken

The state of the walls
The rich and the poor
The light in the hall
It's still broken

And I am not at home with the liberal class
I don′t put my teeth in a jar just to
Just to cough

The way the liars rise
Upon the wings of their lies
The way it makes you feel small
The way your parents lied
Just as nice as they could

Turn away my son
Turn away from this house and its white pickets
Turn away just once
Turn away from the lies, the lies, the lies