Naked Aggression Prose And Cons Of Dying
Don't let me in your house. Don't let me get inside you
Don't let me in or I'm going to take you away
Don't cover up who you are
Don't let the clothes be all that you're made
Do you change yourself for acceptance?
Do you really care what they have to say?
Why do you need me to save you?
Why can't you start to think for yourself?
If you look to others for answers
you'll get lost you'll become somebody else
What do you find yourself doing, lately?
Rebelling one minute and then you conform the next?
Who do you find yourself following lately?
And do these people really deserve your respect?
We could go so far away to a land far away most people
say in the sky
But where do you go when you die?
There is no afterlife past this one. Is there afterlife
past this one?
Where do you go when you die?
Where do you go when you die?
What do you find yourself doing, lately?
Rebelling one minute and then you conform the next?
Who do you find yourself following lately?
And do these people really deserve your respect?