Despise
(j. mota and d. schiff)
Voices in my mind, the darkness of you eyes
Insatiable vision, I’m inclined…
And your beliefs, I
Despise
We’ve listened to your words
Tired of your fucking rules
I don’t want to be that
Number in many ways
Clinch my fist, I resist
Determination, to pre-exist
Force-fed rules, no other choice
Can’t you see, I have no voice
Despise
We’ve listened your words
Tired of your fucking rules
I don’t want to be that
Number in many ways
I suffer here to stay
Retribution on its way
Penetrate my brain, I sustain
Enemy within, you sink in
Bottled up fear, growing tears
Dominated me, I despise
Despise
We’ve listened to your words
Tired of your fucking rules
I don’t want to be that
Number in many ways
I suffer here to stay
Retribution on its way
You’re not a face without a name
If you didn’t exist only in my brain
All my words wouldn’t be said in vain
And I’d have no reason to be
In Pain
Despise
We’ve listened to your words
Tired of your fucking rules
I don’t want to be that
Number in many ways
I suffer here to stay
Retribution on its way
Copyright 2003 NOITALL Music
