Pure

My mouth is full of your inspiration
Cut me, size me down for your regulation
Nothing stands so close to driving
Nothing gets intense (stand down) or biting (stand down)
Nothing stands in the way (stand down)

It's all right, your walls are still white
Location is everything, or so it seems
(Stand down, stand down)
(Stand down, stand down)
Writing down all your "wrongs" and "rights"
In a book you call your own

Silence kills the revolution!

All that remains stagnant dies
Submission is your resolve (down)
They've given you all the calls
Strangers stick to the guns
Sucker punched again
Blind (silence kills the revolution)
Blind, blind (down)



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Krupanski, Nathan Gray, Joshua Latshaw, Charles W. Istvan, Darrell Hyde
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