White Discussion Lyrics

I talk of freedom You talk of the flag I talk of revolution You'd much rather brag
And as the decibels of this disenchanting discourse Continue to dampen the day The coin flips again and again, and again, and again As our sanity walks away
All this discussion Though politically correct Is dead beyond destruction Though it leaves me quite erect
And as the final sunset rolls behind the earth And the clock is finally dead I'll look at you, you'll look at me and we'll cry a lot But this will be what we said This will be what we said
Look where all this talking got us, baby Look where all this talking got us, baby Look where all this talking got us, baby Look where all this talking got us, baby
Talk on
I want you I prepared you I instructed you I told you what to expect All the time in piece of trouble
Look where all this talking got us, baby Look where all this talking got us, baby Look where all this talking got us, baby Look where all this talking got us, baby
Lier Lier Lier
You yourself know [Incomprehensible] That the things don't come in