more than a fighter, you know There's people downstairs This voice ain't even yours to share I know you're -old- A heavy hand takes hold The television
m more than a fighter, you know There's people downstairs This voice ain't even yours to share I know you're -old- A heavy hand takes hold The television
You better bring a tec/technician cause permission was respect when I kick For the mic check, and the almighty intellect So let's take time to reflect
it's raining And the skies are black I just have to hear the thunder roll And see the lightening crack With fading powers We sit for hours By a television
no television I don't need another drink I don't need drugs or chemicals Don't even wanna think All I wanna look for is a place Where I can see reflections
squeaky whiny voice With perhaps a slight tinge of glee But this was only because he couldn't be bothered To try to develop a manner of speaking That truly reflected
into light? When you are near me When you are here I see All that I am made of And all that I am When you are near Waylaid, television headache Bursting
I know what it's like to be martyred for the cause I watch television, I've seen everything The cinema says that my life will be all right I'll watch
And here laid the father and here stood the son Where the road meets the horizon for everyone For everyone Portable television, take us away From this burden of reflection
t you see it? Can't you feel it? Can't you feel it's cold? It's cold Approaching Catatonia It's a quarter to three I see myself reflected In the television
There's a penny on the floor and you're gone The television's on Have you found another man to take my place? There's a penny on the floor and I'm wise
thought Paid attention to the lessons that he taught Second hand me down blessing She was short on patience Carried person hated every day people The plight of the pessimist Habitual living daily schedule consisted of work Television
it direct, the object's to break spirit Inflicit damega like terror so they feel it Fear it, in this era more than ever 'Cause we even sacrifice reflections
till we get These crackers off out block (C'mon) We be DP RBG for life, 'Turn Off The Radio' The revolution won't be televised Turn off that bullshit
no ashita no koto mo Terebi [television] keshite Watashi no koto dake wo... Mite ite yo Motto hanasou yo Mokuzen no ashita no koto mo Terebi [television
television, and the internet [Monoxide] Always got a lot a shit to say [Madrox] But we're given the opportunity to speak So we treat it like a mirror when we reflect
This fallen angel could stitch a wing with a shoestring The prime directive selects reflective aviation Bathed in mood swing I'm broke, I know a walking
