Native Nod все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

I see no stability in history
Since we're finding lies upon lies upon lies
Yet you base your life on inconsistencies
None of which have any backings provable
I'm not saying it's bunk to learn
What we believe happened before
Because they've all agreed upon the lie
And it's probably somewhere near the truth

I rationalize my shaking feet and legs as a constant rhythm flowing through my body, but that doesn't explain my tight neck or oily pores on my back. My spine is clearly pleading for release. No, it's definitely not just a song. It's a beat and it's racing past your pad, through your pad, at light speed, rendering everything in its path obsolete. So cut the cord that strangles your head, and feed me bread. Let me legs shake me to sleep and don't wake me when I sweat on my sheets.

Crammed in a space
Less than six feet by two feet
Like veal ready for slaughter
He lies there
Unable to move
The walls binding him in his place
Are the flesh of the men around him
No room to even sit up

My back is bleeding
From what they don't know
Except that something in my intestines exploded
I spent five days in the hospital
With tubes up my ass and down my throat
Ingesting chemicals that made me choke

In I.C. I saw an infant ran over by a car

I try to organize
What's going on in my head
But after awhile it seems like I'm
Back where I started again
We got stuck in this web
And we made it ourselves
And we've rolled around in this sticky web
Because we don't care