If you are born with it

It's a gift you won't miss

It's like breathing

So if you're offered free new tricks

Accept it with open arms

'Cause there ain't no four leaf clovers

Or no gypsy lucky charms


Keep knocking on the walls

And I'll blow off your...


Turn in seven hundred hours

Turn in circles again

To raise our clan

Life in the pen

My brain is mangled,sanity too

Countin' the days

I won't do any listenin'


Keep knocking on the walls

And I'll blow off your balls

Knock on the door

You're asking for more

Come in the room

Gettin' sent your doom


As the waves roll in

My five senses wearin' prim

Waves of tiny people

Trapped in a Russian tin

People all over the world are screamin'

For the love of a young child will be fadin'

A taste of water and corruption

While faith and religions all over the world

Self-destruction

Many controllin' the place of a dollar

Or it's a creator on the streets flippin' collars


A bomb with a snake

In both of your fists

While a hurricane was blowin'

Breathing,just around the corner from you

A bomb with a snake

In both of your fists

While a hurricane was blowin'

Breathing,just around the corner from you


Party's empty

While I'm havin' to shave

It doesn't smell good

Beginning to fade

Stimulation I need

Some positive feed

It's time to create,don't anticipate

Put this all behind

Try to look through

Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do


Keep knockin' on the walls

And I'll blow off your...


A bomb with a snake

In both of your fists

While a hurricane was blowin'

Breathing just around the corner from you