Give thanks / to the silence
It gives birth / to sound
and if you listen / to isolation
new things / can be found
Some are simple
Some are quiet / some are loud
Some are complicated timbres / you can't make with your mouth
And armed with nothing but a microphone
You set off into this lonely world,
to find...
Your own beautiful sound
Wonderful frequency / we all can see
The tones, colorful notes
Flying off your tongue, into the atmosphere
i finished all the lyrics
when your brother's breath start turnin into sighs
do you reach down in your gut... try to unfurl
all the knots that got you twisted up inside?
in jealousy there is no compassion
for someone who symbolizes your lost pride
but sit back -- realize that there's no difference
we all want love to make the pain subside
when i hear you crying next to me
the tinge of vengence starts to sink
under the weight of my pity
surrender comes with sorry's calvary
oh we're tinkering
we've got work to do
far from perfect
you scratch my back and i'll scratch yours
and we'll find out our true worth
your feelings pulled in all directions
go from laughing to crying so free
your grandpa says that "grievin's for the selfish"
then share your sorrows with my family
sometimes you just have to tell the story
rush of screams and cracking metal
as you stumble and choke your way through it
we'll wait it out and listen till you get well
the next time i hear you next to me
i'll read you a book or two
of greek gods and fools and tragedy
i hope you dont mind my stuttering
oh we're tinkering
we've got work to do
far from perfect
you scratch my back and i'll scratch yours
and we'll find out our true worth
oh we're tinkering
put some new pieces in place
i'll teach you about the country
and you can show me all of the city
i made this sketch, and i combined random techno hip hop into a cheesy acoustic alternative song.
guess i was really bored.
you find out what you're worth in the stillness
when your brother's breath starts turning into sighs
do you reach down in your gut, try to unfurl
all the knots that got you twisted up inside?
in jealousy there is no compassion
for someone who symbolizes your lost pride
but sit back realize there's no difference
we all want love to make the pain subside
the next time i hear you next to me
i'll read you a book or two
of greek gods and fools and tragedy
i hope you dont mind my stuttering
OH we're tinkering
we've got work to do
far from perfect you scratch my back and i'll scratch yours
and we'll find our true worth
Here comes a man
They find out what he is
Draw diagrams
Jot down his color in some book
[They separate him, segregate him
Deny him what he knows and thinks he gets] (x2)
Let's ask them
[How's it feel to be measured, ranked,
Boxed and labeled by big brains?
How's it feel to have scientists,
Tell you who you are?] (x2)
CHORUS
Skulls, Skulls, Skulls, Skulls
No they won't
Tell you who you are
The skulls, skulls, skulls, skulls
No they won't
Tell us who we are
Now's the time
To redefine
Equal rights
For just one kind
You know...
[They didn't write this thing for colored men/you woman
So rethink what you know and what you get] (x2)
[What's it mean to be a citizen
Fighting tribes and broken men
While keeping all your neighbors/brothers on your side?] (x2)
CHORUS
lets start with our emotions
plenty to go off of there
and anger burns and burns if you let it
but anger and all your passion
they're just passing passing
thoughts and feelings
that reside in your mind --
-- a temporary, sanctuary
so give life, to what is now
and arent you proud of me universe?
i've taken responsibility for my mind
but if its you i seek approval from
then i'm forgetting what is mine
a crutch is more than useless
when you dont need it
its detrimental
yet those neurons are firing
and connections are made
you're addicted.
while in bed, instead of rest
you will wander, and resort to--
-- a faulty, "what could be"
you designed in your head
arent you proud
arent you proud
arent you proud, proud of me?
and arent you proud of me universe?
i've taken responsibility for my mind
but if its you i seek approval from
then i'm forgetting what is mine
and arent you proud of me universe?
i've opened up and let you in
arent you proud
its win win
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