trying to shed my skin I crawl back through the womb again the pieces shattered I'm falling further from the truth pay no attention to the man above
hold me underneath the water rinse me till I'm clean stretch my skin and scratch the surface I promise I won't bleed I never wanted to be born into this
see the world with jaded eyes the shallow structures of our crime the stone falls from your hand you slip under the sand try to understand conscience
Shot Down Shot Down Far gone you walk along a long road Stole from a dream, the story you told Preachers on the TV preachin 'bout the enemy Only show
chasing writing on the wall bullet-proof and ten feet tall staining minds with every breath mocking every chance you get I stand up to you and I see
a darker whole concealed within the folds of a truth revealed a blank passage unread chapter in my book of memories It crawls though the space behind
in a darkened room sun burned a hole in your eyes afraid to leave the tomb afraid to look at the sky you will be waking soon come on and open your eyes
shoved in to this box you've put me in kept locked down, if trapped I suffocate livid in this world you've created searching for a doorway out of this
bury the needle to puncture my eye healing the wound as a nation divides sacrificed virtue to compensate pride symptoms are buried behind all the lies
drifting away, feeling the puddles of consciousness drain knowing the way, transient shadows of being remain feeling betrayed, fearing the whole will
A sacred cash cow with sickly tits Dripping temptation for hypocrites Tone deftly beaten, the prosperous Endlessly stating the obvious Caught in your
Back in the Ronald Reagan days When we put sattelites in space When boys wore skinny leather ties Like Don Johnson from Miami Vice When M&M was just
You want to blame me for the way you hate yourself You think you can find who you are in someone else Criticize who already found their positioning You
I would have given you all of my heart But there's someone who's torn it apart And he's taken just all that I have But if you want I'll try to love again
Freshened air around my head Mornings tumble out of bed Eggs and grits and lickety-split Look at me jump! I'm in the great shape of agriculture... I
Aunt Mary about Uncle John He claims he has the music, but he has a lot of fun Oh baby, yes, baby Ooh baby, havin' me some fun tonight, yeah Well, long tall
I have a number in my head Though I don't know why it's there When numbers get serious You see their shape everywhere Dividing and multiplying Exchanging
fall get up Even if you fall get up Even if you fall get up Yeah Walk tall, walk tall Stand tall, stand tall Walk tall, stand tall Walk tall, stand tall
