In a matter of speaking

with semantics to blame

I would like to say

that I can't live this way

Madness piles all around me

but I ran out of pitty

in a matter of speaking

there is no god in this city

Give me one word

to tell you once and for all

that in a matter of speaking

I can hear you growing old

If I could only reveal

there is nothing real

in those lies that I preach

it will be just a matter of speech

In a matter of speaking

that makes no sense

all we have to say

is nothing but a waste