Haste Stutter Lyrics

Stutter Lyrics

Now it evens out between black and white. A victim of choice, so matter of
factly said: "I'm working on the best two out of three." In half-time we move,
lines blurring fact and fiction. We merely improvise. You wonder about the
truth and which version's mine. What's wrong with losing myself in things I
might have said to you? Think about it now and all those things I should have
said, have trouble getting through. Just speak my peace and turn away.
Somewhere it evens out betweeen wrong and right. If given the chance, feet
first she would jump right in. Her heart will burn to ashes either way. In
half-time we move, lines blurring fact and fiction. We merely improvise. You
wonder about the truth and which version's mine. What's wrong with losing
myself in things I might have said to you? Think about it now and all those
things I should have said, have trouble getting through. Feeling less
remembered. Losing myself in things I might have said to you. You never seemed
to care at all. Just speak my peace and turn away.