Dead leaves and the dirty ground when I know you're not around shiny tops and soda pops when I hear your lips make a sound when I hear your lips make
but they're all bitten So now they're drawn away Killing brain cells, wasting away Killing brain cells, pure misery Killing brain cells, renounce, relapse Killing brain cells
we have shed tears I'm calling time I'll bring you back, back from the brink I'll dry your tears You see, in our bodies, in our bodies There are cells
and bends My mind is happy, thinking 'bout a ball and at the same time the media spits out the reality of war So it's rust in all the cells Santa Claus
Fall is here, hear the yell Back to school, ring the bell Brand new shoes, walking blues Climb the fence, books and pens I can tell that we are gonna
need to learn is how to hold hands Then we could live in peace in my homeland God damn the way my pain swells I spend all my time killin' brain cells
Life is made out of cells Cells make copies of themselves And they make copies of themselves And they make copies of themselves Different cells have
question this machine, education, the dead american dream, in indiana the number of cells built is determined by the socio-economic status of a class of second graders, the cells
all she promises can't be slave to the image display your illness you became slave, stupid fucker! how long will it last all a story to live one thousand of cells
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Your mouth said this never but your fingers have shown me that your head is so clever you claim that you own me forever You have the right to conduct
Oh I think I smell a rat I think I smell a rat all you little kids seem to think you know just where it's at I think I smell a rat walking down the street
I wish we were stuck up a tree then we'd know it's nicer below I don't know any lullabys I don't know how to make you mine but I can learn in lonely
Now Mary can't you find a way to bring me down? I'm so sorry that I had to go and let you down Knowing you I'll think things are gonna be fine but then
I was watching with one eye on the other side I had fifteen people telling me to move I got moving on my mind I found shelter In some thoughts turning
Well I'm finding it harder to be a gentleman every day all the manners that I've been taught have slowly died away but if I held the door open for you
(I never thought that I had to be this protector So many thoughts inside my head a strange collector) But now But now But now Now, now, now, now, now
I can't wait till you try to come back girl when things they don't work out for you who do you think you're messing with girl what do you think you're
