Lyrics:
Spoken
Words:
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All
sewn up
Pull out the seams
Take your call
Your voice is static
For
from my reach
I burn the page
Imaged are blurred
Am I afraid?
Around
my throat
You came so close
To stopping me
Alive in jail, alive and
well
I cannot leave
Innocent, accident
Find my pulse
Trapped in
a locked box
Teeth in a grind
All night amphetamine
Noise to the tape
Comes
like a shattered beast
Cast a shade
Your mouths destroys me
Come
down dawn in one piece
Come down dawn to find some peace
Driven to
shambles on a tip
I never said that I would quit
And the next song takes
over
Quickly I said
Because your feet need to hit the floor
And
wake your mind up
Because the body needs a little more
And you step out
from the porch
Into the street
And the night will have its way with you
And
you find a paper on the wall
And see the slogan needs an audience
And you
give it a new look
You were trying to take a stab
You try to take a stab
You
try to make something happen
And the colors saturate into the walls of the
buildings
A defeated deposition
A nexus
A movement to fruition
A
middle finger to the institution
A middle finger to the institution
A
middle finger to the institution
(Taken from "Graffiti
Deposition" by Jason Reece) |
