| Silence is not a sign
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| Of my fucking compliance
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| These depraved walls
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| Are on the verge of coming down
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| Leaving traces of bittered bricks
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| To remind us what we were built of
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| The artifact of hope
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| Through its cracks I can see it now
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| Dodge the bullet one more time
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| And I promise I’ll shoot you myself
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| I won’t stay in this sinking ship
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| 'cause I know it won’t hold much longer
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| If you point your finger at me again
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| I swear I’ll break them all
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| Cracking of bones is a soundtrack
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| As I am making this even
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| Instead of me it will be you filling lungs
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| In this endless sea of shit
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| Swim against the tide
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| I won’t be a victim
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| I won’t get casted aside
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| I reclaim my self-respect
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| So sleep with the
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| Sleep with the fishes bitch!
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| How am I supposed to be
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| Everything you force me to be?
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| I only have one choice to make
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| Fight back or get left fucking dead
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| What am I supposed to feel
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| As I pull this knife out of me?
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| Eyes covered I’m walking the plank
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| But I have some dignity left in me
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| Fuck you! |