Listen to Yourself
Deborah Dyer, Len Arran
You're talking
In circles
The words spit out your head
They blind you
With emotion that's plain dead
There wet sheets
Sex sodden
Mind spent and ill at ease
You mirror
Screams out this dark release
Cause only you can be your help
So darling listen
Listen to yourself
Cause only you can tame your hell
So darling listen
Listen to yourself
You know truth
But deny it
Too scared to make a break
Pure feeling
Just squandered in your wake
Don't tell me
Your virtues
Then run the same lame strife
To tiring
These excerpts of your life