Texty: Finn Brothers. Only Talking Sense.

There's a wild thing in the wool shed and it's keeping me awake at night
A devil in the closet and a feeling I'd prefer to hide
He is religion, he won't hear me when I cry for help
He has a vision of me but I am somebody else

We talk the pillow
There are times when I'm tied up to the fence
Only talking sense

There's a mirror lake before me but I'm frozen when it's time to jump
It's like maybe I'm afraid of what I'll find
When independence comes
You steel my shadow, you make my blood run dry

We are true only when we talk the pillow
There are times when I'm tied up to the fence
Only talking sense

Did you suffer like a child
That's why you want to make me cry
You are afraid of me
That's why you're so unkind

You won't deny it when your child is tied up to the fence
And I'm only talking sense
Lonely when we talk the pillow
And your child is messed up in the head, I'm only talking sense