Текст (слова) песни: Nora - Nobody Takes Pictures Of The Drummer
Watched your lips move during that interview. That voice wasn`t yours. Spitting poison that`s not dangerous, Throwing knives that are dull.
I read what you said in that interview. Was that you? Why didn`t it hurt you when you cut yourself? How come there`s no blood coming from those wounds?
Just not that cool. You`re no hero.
What if you meant it? We meant it when we sang along. What the fuck did you think I was pointing my finger at? My see-through-hero, You can`t block the bullets I`m going to shoot at you.
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