Kitchen Noise – d.b.s. – letras

It’s the way that yelling makes you feel like you’re two feet tall,and even if it’s not just directed right at you.My hand hurts from your hand holding tight;it’s all that I can do.And I’ll make you smile to try to stain behind door sounds.We can hide behind flannel sheets.We can drown out what’s outside.Can your stereo go that high?