We Can Work It Out Lyrics

Talking eyes, epicentre of torpor. Rain on an impatient web.
Your hate sleeps in the incorporated grave of your contempt,Cripple Bastards - We Can Work It Out - http://motolyrics.com/cripple-bastards/we-can-work-it-out-lyrics.html
its desire of being in action sleeps on the definiteness of your silence.
Break the seals, don't bury your light.