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Show Me The Body

New Language

 

New Language

(الألبوم: Body War - 2016)


There's a disconnect a mountain in the middle
Climb up half way live with the blade inside
All the time I try and I choke I flat line

Speak again these crossed out messages
Look into my eyes see that I have no language
Anguish lie so I could see again
Visit those left around for me to bet a friend
Fore arms covered in hospital bands
Looking in the a killing field
They waiving in from the stands
Its more real than how I feel when I have no language
Anguish I'll tell you with my body then
I choke old smoke
Tryna strip an old angle gunna build a new language
Words I try to lend don't make no difference
Two kinds of empty hands
Both reaching out for a new language

In need of new piping come and show me something
The people are the players; the buildings are the stories
No language foundation the one we were given
The ones that were taken the blades inside the blades inside bet

Speak again these crossed out messages
Look into my eyes see that I have no language
Anguish they head to toe in fascist
Can't fuck shit when its made outta plastic
Fore Arms covered in hospital bands
Looking in the a killing field
They waiving in from the stands
Its more real than how I feel when I have no language
Anguish I'll tell you with my body then
I choke old smoke
Tryna strip an old angle gunna build a new language
Words I try to lend make no difference
Two kinds of empty hands
Both reaching out for a new language

Kick in the pain or the framework
I could spell it out laymen's terms
Wood to build or wood to burn
Brick layer can become a brick slayer
Layer by layer racist foundation
Kick it out watch the old legs shaking
New Language the old one had me choking
I'm done coping lit it up open
New fire from the old world broken

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