This is a ploy of cold, crass sheep
To only milk the pieces of truth that suit your means
And I was just wondering what you thought it'd bring.
Hey, there's a poison in your skin
I see it quietly seeping out of it
Hey, there's a poison in your skin,
And I am the fortunate one.
This, an attempt at feeding primal needs
has woken all the demons that reside inside of me
And I was just starting to get some sleep;
and you still say that I am the fortunate one.
Well I could wash my hands to pretend they're clean,
or I could purge my lips of spineless speech,
but the consequence of knowledge is an eager tongue.
(x3)
Don't you leave, I wasn't finished,
this isn't over.
I will be heard.
I will be heard.
Every last word will have its turn.
[ ? ]
Mine may be the words unwisely sewn,
to cultivate the path that I have chose.
Mine may be the words you'll never know
but lay me in the dirt and I will grow.
Are you listening,
As my breath grows null?
Tired quips begin to wither.
Who can reason with time?
Lay me in the dirt and I will grow.
- 专辑：Garden Window
- 歌手：O'Brother
- 歌曲：Cleanse Me