Chevelle - Panic Prone текст песни

Gave in again
The bastard
Can't keep refusing rights
So he'll loan the cash
But the sin
Is on the hands of you
So to care or
Plead silence
Weak hands are calling
There's close enough
And there's too far
It won't change an empty stare (stare, stare, stare)
But I can't seem to end
These images
Hauntingly looks like hell (hell, hell, hell)

So to care or
Plead silence
Weak hands are calling

To care or
Plead silence
Weak hands are calling

Come, enter the foreign
Face, all that's shameful
Cheat, may the past find
Out, separating

To care or
Plead silence
Weak hands are calling

To end this
Catastrophic scene
Awake and breathe in

To care or
To care or
To care or
To care or