rumours) (Vicious rumours) [Fade into..] Who do you think we are Who do you think we are Who do you think we are Who do you think we are Who do
is the only thing I feel Scar?s all I see Oh no, the fire's burning my insides again What can I do to silence my desire tonight? Face consumer reason
I don't believe you I suspect everything you do 'Cause you are like a Bad Indian Bad Indian Do your war dance Now you're stripped By the things you do
in a fight The same old argument, black and white It's something that's eating your inside It's not the food, it's not the booze It isn't anything consumed
to look around him and question The media and the public school system Rosicrucians and the Freemasons Could some sand niggas pull of 9/11? Is there really a Hell and a Heaven? No What do
a sign And I do not think we're invincible And I hope that we've still got time 'Cause I do not think we're invincible The idea of community Will be something
these victims over their view on religion yeah why do we all search for love like we got cupids addiction why with politicians you can?t tell the truth from the fiction why do
in his voice But there's something special about the notes that he hears Those scales are redemption, unraveling repressed memories And when he breathes, a new energy enters and consumes
head isn't in town I consume what you, shoulda, and assume that the lookers See the moon and the fact they pushing you to do more than push a broom
all in the name of gaining enough to spin, consuming the youth ... amp my frenzy When I taught my man playing away on his drum Something clicked in my
(VERSE 1) Its really being weighing on me Tell me what did i do To have yall hatin on me When i dont have nothin to prove Sometimes i shake my head when
An avalanche of scarlet death consuming everything we knew. For you I'd go to hell and back. There's nothing that I wouldn't do. In your touch salvation
ba, baa Do, do, do, do, do, do , la, la, la, la, la, la Oh, oh, wee, ohh, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba Baa, aaa, aaa, aaa The state of California consumes (Yes
you babe And the hurting' things you do I'm gonna slip into something A little more comfortable I'm tired of the fire It's this burning churning all consuming
matter what you do to me I can handle what you send my way No matter what I do today You'll still have something to say It don't matter what you do to
escape it It?s my temptation It?s so contagious There?s something wrong with me, inside I?m wanting to be free But the more I give the more consuming
he could change he would never do it Grandma told him about living water, he prefer the sewage He don't know why he do it, desire just enslaved him Addicted to himself, do
let's yell if we see it in ourselves. the passion to do something more than live inside our culture's fucking walls. now i don't have the answers