Hands Like Houses I Am lyrics

[Verse 1]
The disconnect
Is welling up
And good intentions are not enough
Your words are weary
Their hearts are strained
And idle vows find the deepest pains

[Verse 2]
I'm sick, I'm tired
Of hollow hope
Of promises, empty
Your way with words
They're feeding back inside my head
Oh, the things I could say that won't change a thing

[Pre-Chorus]
I am not the same
I won't feed on fame

[Chorus]
You're one of a thousand voices
In my head that all just sound the same
If mine never made a difference
It won't make the meaning change
You're one of a thousand voices
In my head that all just sound the same

If I will make a change
It's by my words and not my name

[Verse 3]
I'm tired, I'm sick
Of misfit beggars
With able tongues and easy outs
I hear you clearer than you hear yourself
Bite down on your blindness, and spit it out

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[Chorus]

[Bridge]
I won't sink into the sea of grey
A violence of color
I won't melt into the choir of angels
I'll step up and scream it
I am dissonant
A violence of color

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