Don't Spit - Damaged

Sick of it all, of the names that you call

And 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 proud

Aren’t you?

Don’t try pull the padlock on your pen

Predestined enforcement, stains, idealistic pigeon hole

Don’t loose the key to end control

No purpose reason truth fact right o' left

Last crack first back there’s nowhere left to go

Can’t move, is it it?, looks hard, does it fit?

Imminent crusade, opposite afraid, decadent

Don’t spit, don’t bleed, don’t have, don’t please

Don’t walk, can’t, won’t try, don’t please, oh!

Can’t move, can’t breathe, can’t go

Doctrined conform suppositories

Believe in it

It’s everywhere

Just look around

N' see yourself

Believing it

Rigmarole, on control

Vacant won’t, don’t decadent

Uh!