A Taste For Bitters - Chokebore

This style of living

The more I think

The more I think

This means out

This style of living

The more I think

The more I think

This means it

No more drowning and the answer

You’ll see how my silence leaks…

See how my fingers have folded, folded

And crumble when I speak

I see my life as a sonic tone

Never thought it would deepen

This style of living

The more I think

The more I think

This means out

This style of living

The more I think

The more I think

This means it

No more drowning and the answer

You’ll see how my silence leaks…

See how my fingers have folded, folded

And crumble when I speak

I see my life as a sonic tone

Never thought it would deepen

But don’t care for me and I don’t care now for anybody