By no design In the stairwell of your carapace Your fortress of sinew and steel
Don't you get bored Just staring through the crack in the door? You know no one is home So why act unsure? Your malnourished architecture Trembles with each austere breath A recursive dream of A panic attack
The bell keeps ringing Slip under the door
Don't you get bored Just staring through the crack in the door? Come on in, it's so cold outside We're stocked for a war Munitions from the ceiling to the floor Show your teeth, let mе be terrified Oh and wе will make no Compromises
The bell keeps ringing Slip under the door
Is the body a property? Razor wire anatomy Maybe I'm "4real" Let me spell it out In the soft topography Of corporeal territory Maybe I'm "4real" Is the body a property?
Is the body a property? Take control of your property Mutilation autonomy Reclamation of territoryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
