Days of Being Wild

Artist：and you will know us by the trail of dead

Songs Title：days of being wild

All sewn up

Pull out the seams

Take your call

Your voice is static

For from my reach

I burn the page

Imaged are blurred

Am I afraid?

Around my throat

You came so close

To stopping me

Alive in jail, alive and well

I cannot leave

Innocent, accident

Find my pulse

Trapped in a locked box

Teeth in a grind

All night amphetamine

Noise to the tape

Comes like a shattered beast

Cast a shade

Your mouths destroys me

Come down dawn in one piece

Come down dawn to find some peace

Driven to shambles on a tip

I never said that I would quit

And the next song takes over

Quickly I said

Because your feet need to hit the floor

And wake your mind up

Because the body needs a little more

And you step out from the porch

Into the street

And the night will have its way with you

And you find a paper on the wall

And see the slogan needs an audience

And you give it a new look

You were trying to take a stab

You try to take a stab

You try to make something happen

And the colors saturate into the walls of the buildings

A defeated deposition

A nexus

A movement to fruition

A middle finger to the institution

A middle finger to the institution

A middle finger to the institution

（Taken from ＂Graffiti Deposition＂ by Jason Reece）