Тексты песен A Voice Like Rhetoric

I'll be completely honest These words sultry they slip (Incoherent) I'll be completely honest From loose lips upon ground There was a house on sand But our kids killed it though Our fast food and four

Locust without the oxygen What our lungs breath Do our lungs need? Surely this could be our last breath There's no carbon for your dating Backwards breath Oh child you don't know Circulation, tribulat