gaze Oblivious to surroundings Empty, strained, unmoving eyes Introverted, paralyzed A burning mass of emotions denied Enraged by years of silencing
no one else will be mother to these three and of course I'm like a wild horse but there's no other way I could be water + feed are not tools that
within A heartbeat I don't know A troubled heart knows no peace A dark and poisoned poolOf liberty now lost A pawn an oppressor's tool. Oh my heart
to survive living in the life Got to stay alive living in the life Have to survive Living in the life El drex: Yo, so how you want it, you want silence
found And it's good that you gettin it now, in the precinct confessin it now I can't fuck with the rest of you clowns, faggot [Verse 2 - Hitchcock] High in the silence
panes, my brain aint tha same no more, movin' just like a criminal, but my mind still carries me. I'm seeing the bloody images of tha tools that bury
holes in your foundation ancient ridicule system alert, kissing my lurk the perch of rare grimace on iron mask i remember science class if chemistry could silence
is dedikated to the mentlely sick But this track defines my state of mind [Chorus] I was born with out a konscience I love violence I bring the silence
u lookin, its no need for the ice grill u not in Brooklyn go ahead and act fool like u really wanna step to dis and imma put tha tool right between ya
's where the problem starts, no heart Because of that a lot of groups fell apart Rap is still an art, and no-one's from the old school 'Cause rap is still a brand-new tool
See the buildings rising up See the buildings crumble down Hear a million voices scream for silence Automated tasks, Repetition beat into the ground
the game is cruel I'm back to school, the master rules Born in the church where the pastor rules I embrace the task that give birth to tools An' keep
happen you act dumb. Silencers on the gat. It sound like i'm clappin a cap gun. I'm from where they dump heat. Dudes that want beef get smacked with the TOOL
gonna stop making sense 'cos bad music's like a sin, no nobody no offence I've got one hot minute of the higher ground and like Simon said I know the silence
and reassure So when between words we remain In between Silence fills the void Of love and hate An effective tool When used to separate Now separate In between words Silence
breath You'll drown in the wastelands of my soul No other words are left No reasons to explain My scorn as a farewell message Only silence now
Everything comes to an end. Castrate my tool, store it safely in a jewel case and throw away the key. Separation has tainted my comely sunny skies. Regret
Sweet little words made for silence not talk Young heart for love not heartache Dark hair for catching the wind Not to veil the sight of a cold world