LIFE SPEAKS BY SAM TUMBLIN
In life is there ever any silence
I try to block out all non-compliance
Everything consume my being
Lost paths never no meaning
I awake to hear my name
Regurgitate yesterday old same
Not to go my ear lobes pleads
Life in these viens so I steadily bleed
Punch the clock another day
Life speaks destiny only way
You done heard me since birth
Even manure speaks on earth
Personally never no silence
Try to block out non-compliance
Personal fires that consume my being
Lost paths never no meaning
I awake to hear my name
Regurgitate yesterday always old same
Everything consume my being
Lost paths never no meaning
I awake to hear my name
Regurgitate yesterday old same
Not to go my ear lobes pleads
Life in these viens so I steadily bleed
Punch the clock another day
Life speaks destiny only way
You done heard me since birth
Even manure speaks on earth
Personally never no silence
Try to block out non-compliance
Personal fires that consume my being
Lost paths never no meaning
I awake to hear my name
Regurgitate yesterday always old same
Punch the clock another day
Life speaks destiny only way
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