Platitudes and Barren Words - Children Of Bodom

I’m broken, you’re bent

I laugh while you repent

Threw punches never left a dent

Kick and scream you can feed the flame

Put out the fire it’s all the same

Just either clock out or stake your claim

Come on, just lay it on the line

You’re running on fumes and out of time

It takes more to be convincing

Than platitudes 'cause your words are wearin' thin

I rush you stall

Here we go you’re on a roll

Driving me right up the wall

Emotions left ripped at the seams

The game is over or so it seems

But sticks and stones won’t break your fuckin' routines

Come on, just lay it on the line

Cut me a break don’t take your time

I’m up for laying down the swords

Just no more platitudes or barren words

I’m filled to the brim

What’s one more deadly sin?

To lose or win

Should I frown or grin?

Come on, just lay it on the line

You’re running on fumes and out of time

It takes more to be convincing

Than platitudes 'cause your words are wearin' thin

I’m filled to the brim

What’s one more deadly sin?

To lose or win

Should I frown or grin?