Guerilla Toss - Teacher Speaks lyrics

Told her to not look behind her
She turned to a pillar of salt
So I am glad that my mother
Rat tat tat tat tat tat tat
Tat tat tat tat tat

Writing my favorite letter
Trace it twice over with pen
Twisting, turning, it looked backwards
Rat tat tat tat tat tat tat
Tat tat tat tat tat

Blankly staring at the nothing
I came to discover it all
Slowly fading, I forgot it
Rat tat tat tat tat tat tah
What is it worth to be something
When you have not moved at all?
Creator is all imitation
Rat tat tat tat tat tat tat
Tat tat tat tat ta

It seems like that they are all leading
Comforting one olden son
Rewarding, it isn't the powder (shriek)

Will you swallow every question
Without asking why? Put a checkmark
Next to "listen" without actually
Told you, girlie stand up closer
And look into you now sit behind the
Radiator and breathe into towel

Tea-! -cher!
Speak! Soft!
Tea-! -cher!
Speak! Writing my favorite letter
Trace it twice over with pen
Twisting, turning, it looked backwards
Rat tat tat tat tat tat tat
Tat tat tat tat tat

Blankly staring at the nothing
I came to discover it all
Slowly fading, I forgot it

The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!

Will you swallow every question
Without asking why? Put a checkmark
Next to "listen" without actually
Told you, girlie stand up closer
And look into you now sit behind the
Radiator and breathe into towel
Tea-! -cher!
Speak! Soft!
Tea-! -cher!
Speak!

Told her to not look behind her
She turned to a pillar of salt
So I look left to my mother

Writing my favorite letter
Trace it twice over with pen
Twisting, turning, it looked backwards

Blankly staring at the nothing
Seeing, not yet thinking
Slowly fading, I forgot it

Fasten! Fortify! Strengthen!
But not yet with the meaning
Hearing blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah

The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!

No one is like a dark quiet
Sitting, waiting for a hand
Obedient but still defiant
Or a mosquito that's flying, bobbing
Biting at the air without a net history
How could I ever have known it?
What is it like to be a mosquito?
Sip of the tick and absorb it
The dog, he whines off-key
The teacher speaks softly lean in to listen
The teacher speaks softly

The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!
The teacher! Is quiet!