Self Inflicted
We now here you come around
And we know what you're about
We don't wanna let you in
But you find a way into our party
So you hide out in the dark
Wait until you see the spark
Of someone that is giving in
Giving second thoughts to what's in your box
Now you move real slow
Cause in time you know
They'll succumb to you
It's all down hill, they have no will
Time to zero in
On your next victim
Anyone you pick will self inflict
They can find you anywhere
And you always will be there
Doesn't matter where they look
Like the Matrix myth you're like Mr. Smith
In the schools you in the halls
In the clubs you're in the stalls
Try to take you off the streets
You just set up shop with the prison cops
Here we go again
A war we'll never win
Take you to the judge
You strike a pose smelling like a rose
Like a grocery store
Sell to rich or poor
There's one thing for sure
That they've all been whipped and will self inflict
So everyone's under the gun
But it's not for everyone
There are quite a few who know
Need not to digress into the darkness
They're the ones who are strong willed
And will never see your bill
So they'll kick you to the curbs
Ans won't fear for life from the dealers knife
So the story's told
To both young and old
That it's up to you
To use your voice and to make the choice
Not to ever bleed
From the mindless need
To be the one
For self inflicted dumb...
And we know what you're about
We don't wanna let you in
But you find a way into our party
So you hide out in the dark
Wait until you see the spark
Of someone that is giving in
Giving second thoughts to what's in your box
Now you move real slow
Cause in time you know
They'll succumb to you
It's all down hill, they have no will
Time to zero in
On your next victim
Anyone you pick will self inflict
They can find you anywhere
And you always will be there
Doesn't matter where they look
Like the Matrix myth you're like Mr. Smith
In the schools you in the halls
In the clubs you're in the stalls
Try to take you off the streets
You just set up shop with the prison cops
Here we go again
A war we'll never win
Take you to the judge
You strike a pose smelling like a rose
Like a grocery store
Sell to rich or poor
There's one thing for sure
That they've all been whipped and will self inflict
So everyone's under the gun
But it's not for everyone
There are quite a few who know
Need not to digress into the darkness
They're the ones who are strong willed
And will never see your bill
So they'll kick you to the curbs
Ans won't fear for life from the dealers knife
So the story's told
To both young and old
That it's up to you
To use your voice and to make the choice
Not to ever bleed
From the mindless need
To be the one
For self inflicted dumb...
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Writer(s): Jeff Vash
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