Soundwaves Songtext
von Newton Faulkner

When I gotta get dressed gotta make some money try without looking like I′m trying too hard.
Get up get out its time to be funny 'cause you never can tell who the critics are.
So good to know that there′s somewhere to go, when I spin out of control.
I know I won't crash whenever you're close the sound waves, breaking on me but I hear no sound.
Don′t say a word ′cause every word you say breaks down, suddenly its gone inside its torn.
Spinning but I don't go round, all I hear is silence now.