Rising up above this wickedness
And unfazed by your endless myths
Hands all around reach to slow him down
Hes all about this sound
We arent playing by your rules
Well never play the fools
So, no, you cant take whats inside of me
All about the sound from way out
Hes got the scars just to prove hes "down"
No apologies to confuse his brain
His argument is sustained
Hes walking, non-stopping out of the shadows
Sounds of the new-hes got a look in his eye
(that says) Theres something more than youre feeding him
Hes not afraid to say...no
Youre talking, non-stopping echoing voices
But nothing you said made a dent in my head
Im hearing you fearing him cause hes not afraid
Hes not about bowing down to what you say
You hate us cause well never go away
And like some sort of fungus were growing everyday
And our knuckles arent dragging so I guess that leaves to say
Our message isnt stopping until you drag us all away
Hear the silent ignorant voices spew:
"Youre all a pack of disoriented youth"
He lives to see the day those vices end
But until then Ill send this...
Off to you
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