Price of Silence
We won't have to pay for bread
We won't need opinions in our head
College has made me so wise
Nothing left for us to decide
Now I kinda miss my Daddy
But his tounge was a loaded gun
He came from an ancient time
Of priests and greed and love
Now we won't live like that so unrefined
The price of silence isn't very high
We won't need a loan for a house
We won't have to find a shitty job
Gonna get my equal party pay
Who needs anesthesia anyway
Now I kinda miss some words
Like justice freedom and rights
I don't need re-education
I just wanted a little more rice
Now I'm speeding away in the black mariah
The price of silence got a little higher
A little higher
Now sing like us boy now sing
Now sing like us boy now sing
Now sing like us boy now sing
Then you can rest
You can rest so sweet
Light is shining in my eyes
Not sure if I'll live or die
I'm not sure
I'm not sure who is my God
I'm not sure
I'm not sure if I'm alive
I'm not sure
Am I alive
I kinda need that blood and shit
All pooled up on the floor
I ratted out my neighbors
Those money grubbing whores
Escape the desert minefield in my mind
The price of silence is very high
When oppression can't be defined
The price of silence is very high
We won't need opinions in our head
College has made me so wise
Nothing left for us to decide
Now I kinda miss my Daddy
But his tounge was a loaded gun
He came from an ancient time
Of priests and greed and love
Now we won't live like that so unrefined
The price of silence isn't very high
We won't need a loan for a house
We won't have to find a shitty job
Gonna get my equal party pay
Who needs anesthesia anyway
Now I kinda miss some words
Like justice freedom and rights
I don't need re-education
I just wanted a little more rice
Now I'm speeding away in the black mariah
The price of silence got a little higher
A little higher
Now sing like us boy now sing
Now sing like us boy now sing
Now sing like us boy now sing
Then you can rest
You can rest so sweet
Light is shining in my eyes
Not sure if I'll live or die
I'm not sure
I'm not sure who is my God
I'm not sure
I'm not sure if I'm alive
I'm not sure
Am I alive
I kinda need that blood and shit
All pooled up on the floor
I ratted out my neighbors
Those money grubbing whores
Escape the desert minefield in my mind
The price of silence is very high
When oppression can't be defined
The price of silence is very high
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Writer(s): Edward G Januska
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