Chokebore — A Taste For Bitters lyrics

Lyrics

This style of living the more I think, the more I think
this means out.
This style of living the more I think, the more I think
this means it.
No more drowning and the answer, see how my silence
leaks…
see how my fingers have folded, folded and crumble when
speak.
I see my life as a sonic tone, I never thought it would
deepen, but you don’t care for me and I don’t care now
for anybody.