7 Words (Bleached W/ Color Guard version) Lyrics & Tabs by Deftones
7 Words (Bleached W/ Color Guard version)
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I'll never be the same, breaking decency
Don't be tree trunk, don't fall on my living roots
I've been humming too many words, got a weak self-esteem
That's been stomped away from every single dream
But it's something else that brought us feaze
Keep it all inside 'til we feel we can't unleash
I think that you made it up, I think that your mind is gone
I think you shouldn't have glorified, now you're wrong
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
They fuck with my head
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck it, bitch
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck it, bitch
You and me are here alone
Face flat along the edge of the glass
But I'm not here to preach, I'm just sick of thugs
My parents made me strong to lift up that glass
So why should I try, act like I'm a little pissed off
With all that shit that needs to stay back on the shelf
Your punk ass made it up, your fucking mind was gone
Should've never glorified, now you're right
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
They fuck with my head
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck
You don't know me, shut up, you don't know me
Squeal like a pig when you big fuckin', big fuckin', ape
Well, I'll tell you about my smoke stack
What's coming back, Jack, we'll turn back
Curse for in their words
Tell them that you fucking heard
I mean, they know that's what's coming, nigga and you're a quitter
I thinking 'bout something naughty and won't tell anybody
So thinking of me by now but you go grab it
I'd like to think for who I down this shit
I belong where they be
'Cause we can not get back those lives
We exist to cease, you understand
That God hates blacks shades and all the players?
Mr. P.I.G., could I fuckin' see?
Sure already done crushed all of my brothers' dignity
And to the jury can't be no turn this all
My skin looks colored, does that mean I'm burnt?
'Cause your punk ass made it up, your fuckin' mind was gone
Should've never glorified, wrong
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck
They fuck with my head
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, you bitch
Bitch
