Текст песни Hail The Sun - Insensitive Tempo

Оригинальный текст песни Insensitive Tempo

They found her bleeding on the floor.
Her lover’s handprint on the door.
He’ll say his passion drives him mad
I care too much, please take me back again

No matter how they spin it it’s a violent assault
Confusing insecurity with the same need to control.

Why is it so low? Why is it so low?
Insensitive tempo, insensitive tempo,

I hate excuses for their lies
A crime of passion is still a crime you know.
Don’t ever shape your happiness by what they’ll allow
And never dim your light because it makes someone insecure

Why is it so low? Why is it so low?
Insensitive tempo, insensitive tempo,
Why is it so low? Why’s the bar so low?

All the red flags go unchecked when we are taught they’re intimate
Neon red flags glow when we don’t give them weak excuses
That’s when we know how to see what you are.

All we are doing is making excuses for all the cowards in sheepskin suits
All we are doing is making excuses, all we’re doing is making excuses

Are you listening to all their stories? Listening to what we allow in the name of love.