Текст песни Incapable of Abstract Thought (The Taste Of Blood) с переводом

You play the headstrings as if they were a harp

Don’t you tell me any different

So cut the drama

We’ll shed no tears for you

You are nothing in the grand scheme of things

Catch and release

But I want to take you down to where the greatest beasts get butterflies

I think you should go back to where you came from

You’re fucking things up

You’re not wanted here

You are losing your appeal just as fast as rumors fly

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