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
To spy and try 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 When you need to shout When you need to shout No one´s ever listening When you need to shout When you need to shout
When you need to 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
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