I turned my mouth down
So you could take me serious
I ain’t no fun now
My face is stale like bread
These words became sounds
Destructive and imperious
Wiping out small towns
And you’ll hear them all again
How do I stop?
How do I turn my lights off?
I’ll run like hell soon
My shadow will chase me away
New jobs and bedrooms
And I’ll find something about them to hate
This ain’t no mystery
The answer’s stamped on the back of my brain
But someone will kiss me
And I’ll cover it up with masking tape
I’ll say it for ya
Break all their kneecaps and close all your shirt-snaps
And for ya
I’ll say it for ya
Cry when the streets flood and laugh at your blood
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