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Rising up above this wickedness
And unfazed by your endless myths Hands all around reach to slow him down He's all about this sound We aren't playing by your rules We'll never play the fools So, no, you can't take what's inside of me All about the sound from way out He's got the scars just to prove he's "down" No apologies to confuse his brain His argument is sustained He's walking, non-stopping out of the shadows Sounds of the new-he's got a look in his eye (that says) There's something more than you're feeding him He's not afraid to say...no You're talking, non-stopping echoing voices But nothing you said made a dent in my head I'm hearing you fearing him 'cause he's not afraid He's not about bowing down to what you say You hate us 'cause we'll never go away And like some sort of fungus we're growing everyday And our knuckles aren't dragging so I guess that leaves to say Our message isn't stopping until you drag us all away Hear the silent ignorant voices spew: "You're all a pack of disoriented youth" He lives to see the day those vices end But until then I'll send this... Off to you |
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Submerged in endless (trailing off)
I watch them fade by (sigh) Lifeless and blank-faced (paining on) I see... The face I use to be They want to feel this (straining on) They want to sense this (now) Drunk with existence (waking me) I'll show you something(someone) you can feel They search and strain and drink and stagger They play on...but I'll never, ever look back Zombies staring, looking my way Crying out for something... They can't fill their stomachs with enough to satisfy The hunger growing Needing something real Zombies staring, looking my way crying out for something they can't feel Play, on stray on, in these wicked days on Play on and understand that in your drunken stupor you are dying Zombies staring, looking my way Reaching out for something, anything Anything to keep them numbing Keep them plunging far from knowing... |
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