Mute Songtext
von Playgrounded

There is no music to this scene
It′s breasts and flashing lips
The din of flesh on flesh
And it's the rasp that stops the retch

It′s silent hours and empty stares
And fading tunes that held her dress
When air and salt sang in her hair
And she smelled of me and sand and sweat

Mute with the words I cannot
I cannot sing
There is no...


There is no music to this scene
It's breasts and flashing lips
The din of flesh on flesh
And it's the rasp that stops the retch

It′s whining moons and heavy limbs
And it′s a group of laughing men
They're all dressed up and loud and smart
And old and young and fair and dark

Mute with words I cannot
I cannot sing
There′s only so much skin that I can scratch
Over the patch
(Before and)
Before I'm deaf in this scene
Before I′m deaf
There is no...