מילים לשיר Zero Tolerance Drum Policy – None More Black

Blindfolded and back to the door. Cut the air out entirely.
I'm sitting silent with these open arms ready to strange me. Everytime I see your face,
Maybe we can start with the weather.just maybe. the space between always tends to suffocate you and me. Then say what we have to say, whenever.or maybe not. Thought you should know it's not OK with me.
The way you walked away. Colder shoulders chill to the bone.
The way you left me feeling disowned.
I want you to know I wouldn't have given up. Hark. Hark.
A knock at the door. Who goes there? Someone from before I was unstable.
Let me bring that to the table.