Dead Music

Lyrics

[Intro] Dead music Hollow followers (hollow followers) Dead music [Chorus: P.O.S and Crescent Moon] Hollow followers dance to dead music The dumb and deaf have been blinded Open to being close-minded Ignorance is bliss, innocence is silent [Verse: P.O.S and Crescent Moon] Between the first and second digit Lies a needle, threaded with innocence Used to stitch the lips of these bruised ignorant people To keep 'em little Fuck lickin' shots, Felix stamps and Send our sadness to families across the planet Ay yo, I got a fuckin' problem Nobody cares though My fingernails just scrape the bottom of the barrel You can find my manifesto etched on gesso Or in the [?] of your local record store Is that a metaphor for those that try'na label you? Uh-uh, it's the fact that I write rage Letter bombs oppose you It's the point of the rat trap The man that makes more That kid offerin' shoe polish in the back of the department store It''s all things encompassing, I summon the strain The days that break They take the heart and break it apart They veins need re-arranging Sing in harmony, the slightly out of key Gets his throat box ripped out, I pray that won't be me [Chorus: P.O.S and Crescent Moon] Hollow followers dance to dead music (Y-you) The dumb and deaf have been blinded (Don't exist) Open to being close-minded Ignorance is bliss, innocence is silent Hollow followers dance to dead music The dumb and deaf have been blinded (You don't exist) Open to being close-minded Ignorance is bliss, innocence is silent [Post-Chorus] Dead music (dead music) Dead music (dead music) Dead music (Let's dance to dead music) Dead music Dead music (dead music) Hollow followers dance to dead music (dead music) [Verse: P.O.S and Crescent Moon] Face first landed, you lookin at me slanted You better thank the bandit before you hang canvas My only chance is with these cards that I hold And I bet my life that I'll probably fold No-one holds the door for a ghost anymore Y'all are still searchin for a reason to explore Still in the days where I'm building a cage For the dumb motherfuckers unwillin to change Let's play a little game called 'fill in the blanks' Bury me alive until I'm feelin the pain Fire-hungry cavemen, sit and play with matches And then kill the flame when it catches You can't build with ashes I feel attacked, with the ritual and sound Where everyone can picture 'bout what's holding 'em down Push flows by the pound, it's your corner store market Probably let you roll if you had a place to park it I can't see the buckle that I'm marked with Can't hear the screams when I dance to dead music and darkness [Chorus] Hollow followers dance to dead music The dumb and deaf have been blinded (You don't exist) Open to being close-minded Ignorance is bliss, innocence is silent Hollow followers dance to dead music The dumb and deaf have been blinded (You don't exist) Open to being close-minded Ignorance is bliss, innocence is silent [Verse: P.O.S and Crescent Moon] He's sat on a ledge, playin', sick of it all He wanted God to be his partner in the trust fall Closed his eyes, he used up all his last tries Argue with the voices in the back of his mind They said No, it wasn't meant to be like this (Okay) No, it wasn't meant to be this way No, it wasn't supposed to happen so fast Yes, it was. I can finally see that No, it wasn't meant to be like this No, it wasn't meant to be this way No, it wasn't supposed to happen so fast Yes, it was. I can finally see that There's a stain on my beatbox But we don't sing along anymore, we just watch Yes, it was. I can finally see that