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I'm just looking for something to make me mad
Nothing personal, just sick of being sad
I don't wanna know your vision
And I don't wanna hear opinions
I want a quiet, quiet, quiet
Lets me hear the truth I never hear
I don't wanna know what's under your lip
I don't wanna know what's under your lip
Oh, a body knows a truth you can't hear
I'm alive, I'm alive
I only ever know whatever's coming out of your lips
Out of your lips, out of your lips
I dream of hands on strands of my hair
At the nape of my neck
My skull and teeth being slammed
Like the shell of a clam on a slab of cement
I don't need to be forgiven
It's hard enough to make things given
I need a quiet, quiet, quiet
Lets me know somewhere there's room to give
I don't wanna know what's under your lip
I don't really trust what's under your lip
Oh, a body knows a truth you can't hear
I'm alive, I'm alive
I only ever know whatever's coming out of your lips
Out of your lips, out of your lips
I know what I am
I'm alive
I don't wanna know what's under your lip
I don't really trust just knowing your tip
Oh, a body knows a truth you can't hear
I'm alive, I'm alive
I only ever know whatever's coming out of your lips
Out of your lips, out of your lips