If you are born with it
It`s a gift you won`t miss
It`s like breathing
So if you`re offered free new tricks
Accept it with open arms
`Cause there ain`t no four leaf clovers
Or no gypsy lucky charms
Keep knocking on the walls
And I`ll blow off your...
Turn in seven hundred hours
Turn in circles again
To raise our clan
Life in the pen
My brain is mangled,sanity too
Countin` the days
I won`t do any listenin`
Keep knocking on the walls
And I`ll blow off your balls
Knock on the door
You`re asking for more
Come in the room
Gettin` sent your doom
As the waves roll in
My five senses wearin` prim
Waves of tiny people
Trapped in a Russian tin
People all over the world are screamin`
For the love of a young child will be fadin`
A taste of water and corruption
While faith and religions all over the world
Self-destruction
Many controllin` the place of a dollar
Or it`s a creator on the streets flippin` collars
A bomb with a snake
In both of your fists
While a hurricane was blowin`
Breathing,just around the corner from you
A bomb with a snake
In both of your fists
While a hurricane was blowin`
Breathing,just around the corner from you
Party`s empty
While I`m havin` to shave
It doesn`t smell good
Beginning to fade
Stimulation I need
Some positive feed
It`s time to create,don`t anticipate
Put this all behind
Try to look through
Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do
Keep knockin` on the walls
And I`ll blow off your...
A bomb with a snake
In both of your fists
While a hurricane was blowin`
Breathing just around the corner from you