Some Sort of Justice

Blue eyes has given me his hate

Tall hands and black poems in his head

Feathers spoke comfort break me
That all this sound should turn me deaf

My head melts tight from lack of sense
A thought disease that you have gave

Feathers spoke comfort break me
That all this sound should turn me deaf

But don't think for one moment that life won't find a way

You keep on making the same mistakes
And crossing the river you bury the tail deep in my back
Was it my, my mistake, if I knew you'd make

The time you cut now starts to speak
And soon your mouth won't have a say

Feathers spoke comfort break me
That all this sound should turn me deaf

Don't think for a moment that life won't find a way