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

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
They've given you all the calls
Sucker punched again
Blind