Your New Disco-tech Lyrics - Singles - A Voice Like Rhetoric

And i can't get the taste of steel out of my mouth 

Off of my tongue 

It's glued to my lips 

My sense dull so take them run 

But leave my eyes, I'll use them yet 

With 20/20 I'll strike you numb 

So partisans 

Can you hear me? 

I lost my voice 

So i'll write it down 

As the ink dries it wipes away 

Lets take a headcount, we lost another one 

And i can't get the taste of steel out of my mouth 

Off of my tongue 

It's glued to my lips 

My senses dull so take them run 

But leave my eyes, I'll use them yet 

With 20/20 I'll strike you numb 

So how do you load this thing again? 

This is the worlds 

Smallest violin 

It plays my heart 

Bleeds for you 

My teeth chatter 

With pulse like collision 

I wish that i was analog 

Lets take a headcount 

We lost another one 

Hold this strong 

Don't look past the sediment 

So take this chalk and make all your outlines thick 

Tape the scene and my iron lung's turning off 

I read these lines like lips 

A dialogue in a room 

And my hopes they sink like anchors 

And the chains hold strong 

Sediment stirs up 

As if it were the slightest bit of hope 

(And oh yeah baby 

My hopes sink just like anchors alright)