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I speak my mind. I question theirs.
It seems to me like no one really cares.
Peripherally blind. Intellectually numb.
Ignorance by choice? Or just plain fucking dumb?
You're threatened by my mind. You want everything the same.
But my questions still remain.
You boycott your brain. You answer with fists.
But my questions still persist.
You can rearrange my face but you can't rearrange my mind.
You can beat this shell about me, but you can't touch what's inside.
So now who will help me bake this bread?
Who will be the first to speak and leave complacency for dead?
I've done all that I can on my own.
But stagnant minds persist to squeeze blood from this stone.
But I won't bleed for you. I have no need for you.
Death will be the day I concede to you.
- Álbum:
- Failed States
- Supporting Caste
- How To Clean Everything
- Miscellaneous
- I Am a Rifle
- Less Talk, More Rock
- Live From Occupied Territory: An Official Bootleg
- Today’s Empires, Tomorrow’s Ashes
- Live from Occupied Territory
- How To Clean Everything (20th Anniversary Edition)
- How to Clean Everything (Reissue)
- How to Clean Everything (20th Anniversary Reissue)
- Hellraisers Moto XXX 2
- I’d Rather Be Flag Burning
- Where Quantity Is Job #1
- Live
- Where Quantity Is Job No.1
- Less Talk,More Rock
- Duplicate Keys Icaro (An Interim Report)
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 147: Rarities 2012