Don’t Spit – Damaged – letras

Sick of it all, of the names that you callAnd that way that you walk(what to say, when to talk)Ending freedom of thought(prove the proof in truth)That is acting aloud, abnormalities proudAren’t you?Don’t try pull the padlock on your penPredestined enforcement, stains, idealistic pigeon holeDon’t loose the key to end controlNo purpose reason truth fact right o’ leftLast crack first back there’s nowhere left to goCan’t move, is it it?, looks hard, does it fit?Imminent crusade, opposite afraid, decadentDon’t spit, don’t bleed, don’t have, don’t pleaseDon’t walk, can’t, won’t try, don’t please, oh!Can’t move, can’t breathe, can’t goDoctrined conform suppositoriesBelieve in itIt’s everywhereJust look aroundN’ see yourselfBelieving it.Rigmarole, on controlVacant won’t, don’t decadent.Uh!