Lletres: Atreyu. Lead Sails Paper Anchor. Blow.

So fucking
Blow those words out the back of your head
I've heard it all and I?m done with that shit
You tell me lies and
You give what you get
So blow those fucking words out the back of your head

Oh my god
Did you just hear
Lies are coming back in style
Oh my god
They seem so real that they bind you
And confine you
So shut your mouth we've heard it all
Hypocrites and critics all
Can fuck off we do this for our souls oh our souls

What they say won?t make us go away

So fucking
Blow those words out the back of your head
I've heard it all and I?m done with that shit
You tell me lies and
You give what you get
So blow those words out the back of your head

We?re not sorry and we won?t conform
It?s not a choice but something inborn
If we fail following our hearts can you blame us. no no no

A square peg in a black hole
We don?t fit in, that?s the way it goes
You shouldn?t act like you?re better than us cause you're not no you're not
No no no

What they say won?t make us go away

So fucking
Blow those words out the back of your head
I've heard it all and I?m done with that shit
You tell me lies and
You give what you get
So blow those words out the back of your head

Tell yourself your not alone at all
(Looking out your window. Know you?re all alone)