Saint - Cyan Kicks

I’ve seen it all a thousand times

When you’re out of sight it’s easier to fall than try

One more time

And if we all lose ourselves along the way

I tell you’ve walked that road once or twice

One more time

And your talk is cheap

You’re so lyrical like you’re spiritual

And your words make me feel

Oh so cynical, playing spiritual

And your talk is cheap

Keep preaching how you played your role

And while on your throne her sticks and stones

Just broke your bones

Broke your bones

Don’t expect that I, that I would stay

Cause all you’ve done you’ve let me down so many times

No, I won’t stay, one more night, one more time

And your talk is cheap

You’re so lyrical like you’re spiritual

And your words make me feel

Oh so cynical, playing spiritual

And your talk is cheap

And your talk is cheap

Talk is cheap

Preach, practice what you preach

Preach, practice what you preach

Preach, practice what you preach

Preach, practice what you preach

And your talk is cheap

Your talk is cheap

You’re so lyrical like you’re spiritual

And your words make me feel

Oh so cynical, playing spiritual

And your talk is cheap

And your talk is cheap