There's no need for fear my friends Words can never hurt you I know the world, it looks so bad But it's ever changing You and I, we'll never change There's not a day that turns us If we can rise from circumstance We could self-assemble
Because People, they talk about nothing They make us who we are today Their looks and words are passive violence But gossip is the weakest coin for pay
Don't you love the scene whores? Another priest in plastic See the girls with the blackened smiles? Their hearts are full of poison Another stance with a cutting glance? 'Cos he's a poor performer You and I xiola We can see right through them
Because People, they talk about nothing They make us who we are today Their looks and words are passive violence But gossip is the weakest coin for pay
Some are slaves to reason Some they need a savior I won't play the games that call I don't feel pain no more Small town minds, they're petty things About time we changed some things? Gimme some drums, cover fire on the floor Make me feel alive once more
Because People, they talk about nothing They make us who we are today Their looks and words are passive violence But gossip is the weakest coin for pay
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