Wall Of Mouths

Hit me
 This is your life, so why do you do it?
 You see it all like a film but I'm not in it
 You don't like my attitude, or my tact
 But I don't care, 'cause I don't like your soundtrack
 The side of my head, an endless pain
 I tip it to the side to let the bad things drain
 Coming on strong, like a terminal prefect
 Down the hole with the gene pool defects
 I've got nothing to say, I'm not talking to you
 I've got nothing to say, you're just a wall of mouths
 I've got nothing to say, I'm not talking to you
 I've got nothing to say, you're just a wall of mouths
 Here we go again, the runaround circus
 Looking to you for clues but I'm not worth it
 You don't like my attitude, or my tact
 But I don't give a shit, 'cause I don't like your soundtrack
 The side of my head, an endless pain
 I tip it to the side to let the bad things drain
 Je suis l'etranger, ne pas deranger
 (translation from French:
 I am the foreigner, do not disturb)
 Just drive me into the central reservation
 I've got nothing to say, I'm not talking to you
 I've got nothing to say, you're just a wall of mouths
 I've got nothing to say, I'm not talking to you
 I've got nothing to say, you're just a wall of mouths
 (Cos that's the perfect) boredom sway
 And I'll invite them back to mine
 The end of dialing nine, nine, nine, the fools
 I drive her back to the bargain of sticks
 Play reveille on a pile of bricks
 (they) leave (methem) (writing) six, six, six
 I've got nothing to say, I'm not talking to you
 I've got nothing to say, you're just a wall of mouths
 I've got nothing to say, I'm not talking to you
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