Stop with the small talk
Won’t you
Don’t wanna feed the nightmare
Sharp memory talks
I hear around the room
Don’t wanna hear no more
Hear no more from you
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
But if you haven’t gone back
How can you start again
This south island
Is torn apart
But I’m stuck in it
For this time
When I breathe
Does it show that the more I learn
The less I know
Stop with the small talk
Won’t you
Don’t wanna feed the nightmare
Sharp memory talks
I hear around the room
Don’t wanna hear no more
Hear no more from you
It’s not enough to crawl back
Because you have to realise
That if you choose to start again
You gonna leave me mid-air
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
This south island
Is torn apart
But I’m stuck in it
For this time
When I breathe
Does it show that the more I learn
The less I know
(And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for) x 4
This south island
Is torn apart
But I’m stuck in it
For this time
When I breathe
Does it show that the more I learn
The less I know
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