Blessed Persistence کے بول

i changed my mind and looked no better hard of hart blind blind to his higher art my frustration my anger in disguise i slip under i slip under quiet he spots me anyhow chalk up my name you burn my bridges for me to a dry and clackin stalk i swallow stone they do not recognize inside with them the locust has no king just noise and hard language they talk me over but i fade slower on fever blessed persistence right under my skin blessed persistence blessed persistence right under my skin you burn my bridges for me to a dry and clackin stalk blessed persistence nothing comes to mind nothing comes to mind nothing comes to mind nothing comes to mind hey chalk up my name right under your skin to a dry and clackin stalk nothing comes nothing comes to mind nothing comes nothing comes to mind nothing comes to mind