Synapse – Bush

Deaf again.
Just a skinfull.
What we choose to forget.
Thinking you know.
Thinking you see all sides.
Crossing a stone from your hand.
Ya right.
Hell is where the heart is.
Synapse again.
There’s nothing more I can do.
I havn’t done again.
I never wanted nothing wrong.
Taking a cue from seven days.
I’ll bet you never listened.
Burning holes in all your clothes.

Razorblade suitcase.
All the tricks of the trade.
Favourite ways you can lose.
Favourite ways you can hate.
Hell is where the heart is.
Synapse again.
There’s nothing more I can do.


Lyric Synapse – Bush