Letras
Castrated by the long blade of the
Never a mission or a reason you can call your own
You won't believe it, when he sells you his thoughts
Fear with no reason, stick to the music you know
Pick up this shit
You'll never wanna leave it alone
Climbing fast on the backs of the over thrown
Dealing belief to the believers of the underdogs
Pushing fear to the back of the parietal lobe
Bleeding ears, turning gears, in attempt to unload
Cascaded feelings leading me to leak out these words
A social sell out repeating stupid shit that they've heard
Pipe down baby this is none of your concern
On your ass after colliding with rational thought
You're feeling it
It's more than just a song and a show
Climbing fast on the backs of the over thrown
Dealing belief to the believers of the underdogs
Pushing fear to the back of the parietal lobe
Bleeding ears, turning gears, in attempt to unload
Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya
Climbing fast on the backs of the over thrown
Dealing belief to the believers of the underdogs
Pushing fear to the back of the parietal lobe
Bleeding ears, turning gears, in attempt to unload
Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya