Face Down - White Lung

Shut your mouth, you’re tiring

There’s no… on earth

And it hurts worse

All the worlds are down

The damn pulled them

Try to live and die

You want to know my name around

The dumm won’t make a sound

When you are dead

Must be your face down

Don’t make a sound

You don’t make a sound

Don’t make a sound

Verify behind so you don’t waste time

Despite of me losing my mind

All the worlds pretend

I seem to be on the valley

Of the weak and damned

Drove a minute there

When you wanted it

You call my name around

The dumm won’t make a sound

When you are dead

Must be your face down

Don’t make a sound

You don’t make a sound

Don’t make a sound

And get your face down

You say it’s mild, you say it’s mild

You say it’s mild