Come dry me out. 'Cause I've been drinking all night. Before I pass out I need your ghost to tell me this bloodless voice. Is as meaningless as it sounds.
The clouds are holding up the dawn. They're stilts or crutches. I can't tell which one. To keep the short days looking longer. Or to keep the sunlight from falling on broken legs.
TORN DOWN. I WILL NOT FAIL, NOT FADE AWAY. I WON'T GIVE INTO THE VIOLENCE. I WILL NOT DROWN. I WILL NOT RAGE. I WON'T GET LOST LOST IN THE SILENT SCREAMS THAT FOLLOW ME.
Firebomb the firmament. You'll find there's nothing worth the burn. Tear down the institutions. There's no one left to learn. Scratch at the scabs on the hands of the man.
Hid my face, bit my tongue. Saved myself the shame of having to run. . Hounds on my back. Cuffs on my hands. Deny. . I shaved my head. Bit off my tongue.
So how, how did I lose the thread. When you reeled it in again. I could be caught on that line. Spending my time swimming with you. . You love is often unkind, bitter and blind.
Forgive me this sin. I'm falling over. Flashing tin grins. And rolling in clover. So ready to get out. And eager to please. Well, it's late in the day in the middle of a life.
Two coffins for sleep.. One for you, one for me.. We'll get there eventually.. . In the dark of our graves our bodies will decay.. I wish you'd never change..
Sleep on pillows made in Singapore. Wrapped in comforters. Sweatin' through sheets. Drinkin' coffee in the morning. Flown in on aeroplanes across the vast seas.
All dressed up and nowhere to go,. Walking the streets all alone.. Another night you wish you could forget,. Making yourself up as you go along.. . Who's gonna take you home tonight?.
Your tells are so obvious,. Shoulders too broad for a girl.. It keeps you reminded,. Helps you remember where you come from.. . You want them to notice,.
We drank bottled water together and talked business,. I think I played the right moves, You were looking over my shoulder,. as I went through the motions of another night. And it was alright, because I thought I knew who everybody was just by looking at them..
If she wants to dance and drink all night. Well, there's no one that can stop her. She's going till the house lights come up or her stomach spills onto the floor.
I can envision your perfect nation, your plan to sedate intellectual pacification. I have to believe that there's more that this. The truth in my hands, that I am not sick, I don't live in sin, that this is all wrong, the reality prison, dreams of human liberation..
We're all presidents,. We're all congressmen,. We're all cops. In waiting.. We're the workers of the world.. There is the elite and the dispossessed. And it's only about survival,.
It's time for some real world politics. Economics, history, math and english.. There are some of us who have, and some that go without.. America and justice are not synonymous..
Is it too much to ask that you die for the cause? Rather die free than live a life in slavery, Better a martyr than a prisoner. I'll always have what's inside of me. I'll always have my memories. Never surrender identity. Is it too much to ask that you die for the cause?.
The party's over. A cd's skipping. It's the same hook repeating. Grows more grating with each passing second.... . And the walls contain a resonation, laughter, and conversation..
Mind game after mind game for the head-trip after all the shit. One step in advancement, numb to everything. Searching for the result, striving for resolution, offering no solution just more dogma for confusion. Fill you full of promise with your back against the wall; interpret a hopeless freedom where chains liberate the soul. Answers to silent questions from the idols of the dark. First present solution then we'll see about tearing down the walls....