These words They wash over me I peer from underneath A thousand dreams A voice that follows free Of all the things I deemed were down to punish me I lay broken on the ground These are the things they say These are the things they say These are the things they say Please don't make a sound Just broken here Here on the ground If the world would turn Just turn away Don't start though These are the things they say ♪ This flood has taken things ♪ This god has grown tired Tired of loving me This voice This voice just leavе it be Of all the things I deemed wеre sure to bury me Lay here underground These are the things they say These are the things they say These are the things they say Please don't make a sound Just broken here Here on the ground If the world would turn Just turn away Don't start though These are the things they say