Lyrics
There's a sword in your side that you'll ignore until blood shows
And later on when it's gone when something's wrong
The violence grows, and it's designed (it's designed) to spy and try (to spy and try)
To poke your eyes (to poke your eyes) while laying low
Beneath the seven different reasons for satellites
Eleven different reasons for fists in fights
There's never been a reason for shouting when it's quiet
But no one's ever listening
Seven different reasons for satellites
Eleven different reasons for fists in fights
There's never been a reason for shouting when it's quiet
But no one's ever listening
When you need to shout (shout)
When you need to shout (shout)
When you need to shout (shout)
No one's ever listening
When you need to shout (shout)
When you need to shout (shout)
When you need to shout (shout)
No one's ever listening
And don't go dragging your name through the mud and the rain
When it dries, I know some dust that wants to get in your eyes
Put a stethoscope on, you'll notice the beat is gone
All that's left is hesitations from your previous life
Don't go dragging your name through the mud and the rain
When it dries, I know some dust that wants to get in your eyes
Put a stethoscope on, you'll notice the beat is gone
All that's left is hesitations from your previous life
