: Can we talk just a little more like we did before Sing it loud like it matters to you Don't be so whoa oh oh oh, whoa Oh no Can this be just a little
: I should go to drastic measures Steal enormous works of art Write a piece for eighteen violins It?s no march But it?s a start They rub their eyes
from thousands that tried Want some attention and a little less regret A teenage fluff, little threat And, and there are those, there're those who think That drastic
caskets, in caskets Nigga this shit is drastic, it's drastic Zippin' bodies in plastic, in plastic Puttin' niggaz in caskets, in caskets Nigga, this shit is drastic, is drastic, is drastic
Locked inside your head Do you realize the things you said Never made sense? We can sit here and laugh But we don't know the half of it In your defense
Say you to me, you're a bird with an eye for anything shiny Searching the land for a hero of a man You say I need more than my fair share of attention
I need a mirror In the eyes of a man I need no protection From my bulletproof plan And I've got a ticket For all that I like You might think that I'm
Show me what it is you've done Pull the covers off in front of everyone Sure you want us all to see What you created for yourself in spite of me You
I slip softly through your slim fingers Feeling traces, I embrace this feeling that lingers Oh, the lingers, the lingers So take me far away And hold
Walkin? around in a daze, out for days now it?s been Talkin? it up as amazin', a maze that I'm in Look at lonely stars for the answers But all that I
Well, this stone that I have swallowed Isn't going down so well And this road that I have followed Is leading me to Hell And you said it didn't matter
I think it's time to put myself away Seek out a little silence Close the doors and sit a while And walk a little And as I put my words away The flow
See the look on my face From staying too long in one place But every time I try to leave I find I keep on stalling Feel like a big old stone Standing
White bird with a black tail Eyes dark and face so pale Do you know what your future holds? Over your side of the road White bird with a black tail You
Hopeless Everybody says it?s just another decay of the soul But I know I'm a hopeless follower of anything To take me away from this hole in the ground
I should go to drastic measures Steal enormous works of art Write a piece for eighteen violins It's no march But it's a start Rub their eyes and wake
So what once seemed so drastic is now common place And they're driving machines down the lines on our face There's no shame, there's no mercy, not even
