Nora Nobody Takes Pictures of the Drummer Letras:Watched your lips move during that interview.
That voice wasn't yours.
Spitting poison that's not dangerous,
Throwing knives that are dull.
I read what you said in that interview.
Was that you?
Why didn't it hurt you when you cut yourself?
How come there's no blood
[Más Letras en es.mp3lyrics.org/Bhvc]coming from those wounds?
Just not that cool.
You're no hero.
What if you meant it?
We meant it when we sang along.
What the fuck did you think I was
pointing my finger at?
My see-through-hero,
You can't block the bullets I'm
going to shoot at you.
Letras: Nobody Takes Pictures of the Drummer Nora [final]