three proper words 

the shape of things to come tomorrow
the shape of punk to come tomorrow
i`m still breathing in silence
never felt this old before

and nothing changes

a proper word for this
could be even receive

it`s amazing how you dance
and how chairs settle around
and how i became violent
bleeding guitar strings

and nothing changes

a proper word for this
could be even love

a proper word for this
could be even sleep