Through the rhythm of darkened time Painted black by knowledge crimes And repetitions pointless mime Instilling values the sick define That weaves the fabric that keeps you blind And ties your hands and cloaks your mind But on my stilts I´m above slime Come on up if you can make the climb but who am I? Who am I? Who am I?
I've smelt the stench from the fumes that rise From the books that rehash the same old lies I felt the panic that they disguise In the forms of laws of every size I've heard the teachers whine and make you drop out like flies But you know they're teaching nonsense, 'cause they catch you on your eyes I have seen the fool's gold they pawn off as their prize To the average standard the norm applies but whenever
You gobble all the blessings they tossed you to digest They may be hard to swallow, but they keep your tongue depressed Your scattered whims were born depressed So when something slams your chest You flutter about your sleep distressed And then you stop to ease your breast A scattered rim leaves you obsessed While solid thoughts are soon suppressed But where are you? Where are you? Hey, Where are you?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
