Lyrics Nothing’s Coming Out - Laurika Rauch
When
the
voice
of
reason
becomes
an
act
of
treason
Against
who
you
are
and
what
your
word
demands
When
my
mouth
is
quiet
in
the
face
of
public
riot
Against
what
your
voice
so
lovingly
commands
Forgive
me
for
my
weakness
I'd
like
to
call
it
meekness
But
I
shudder
at
the
anger
of
the
crowd
My
quiet
lips
are
pouting
When
I
know
I
should
be
shouting
Rome
is
burning,
I
should
say
it
loud
Please
forgive
me
– nothing's
coming
out
When
my
eyes
are
blinded
by
culture
and
the
diet
Of
whatever
junk
the
world
would
feed
my
mind
When
my
heart
is
neutered
my
spirit
is
polluted
With
"noble"
things
that
I
won't
leave
behind
Forgive
me
for
my
weakness
I'd
like
to
call
it
meekness
But
I
shudder
at
the
anger
of
the
crowd
My
quiet
lips
are
pouting
When
I
know
I
should
be
shouting
Rome
is
burning,
I
should
say
it
loud
Please
forgive
me
– nothing's
coming
out
I
hear
your
voice,
I
close
my
eyes
I
give
myself
to
easy
lies
I
tell
myself
that
silence
isn't
cruel
You
had
my
heart
you
had
my
ear
Your
word
was
once
so
very
dear
So
how
did
I
become
this
silent
fool?
I
hear
your
voice,
I
close
my
eyes
I
give
myself
to
easy
lies
I
tell
myself
that
silence
isn't
cruel
You
had
my
heart
you
had
my
ear
Your
word
was
once
so
very
dear
So
how
did
I
become
this
silent
fool?
Forgive
me
for
my
weakness
I'd
like
to
call
it
meekness
But
I
shudder
at
the
anger
of
the
crowd
My
quiet
lips
are
pouting
When
I
know
I
should
be
shouting
Rome
is
burning,
I
should
say
it
loud
Please
forgive
me
– nothing's
coming
out
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