Staging a Traffic Jam — текст песни (Silverchair)

a burning bridge
staging a traffic jam
intention stained upon expression
eyes the sky`s darkest clouds
constipated mountains of condensation


*at the start there was innocence
breaks my heart doesn`t make no sense just start again thats the recompense just learning to fly


in a sense
its innosence
its my only defense
on a guilt trip
and being held hostage
I`ll wrap my heart around you
I`ll wrap my arms around you
falling down the stairs


*see this chair see this empty room
theres my heart theres my open wound `cause the end always comes too soon just try to get by!