Talk about nothing

There's no need for fear my friends
Words can never hurt you
I know the world, it looks so bad
But it's ever changing
You and I, we'll never change
There's not a day that turns us
If we can rise from circumstance
We could self-assemble

Because
People, they talk about nothing
They make us who we are today
Their looks and words are passive violence
But gossip is the weakest coin for pay

Don't you love the scene whores?
Another priest in plastic
See the girls with the blackened smiles?
Their hearts are full of poison
Another stance with a cutting glance?
'Cos he's a poor performer
You and I xiola
We can see right through them

Because
People, they talk about nothing
They make us who we are today
Their looks and words are passive violence
But gossip is the weakest coin for pay

Some are slaves to reason
Some they need a savior
I won't play the games that call
I don't feel pain no more
Small town minds, they're petty things
About time we changed some things?
Gimme some drums, cover fire on the floor
Make me feel alive once more

Because
People, they talk about nothing
They make us who we are today
Their looks and words are passive violence
But gossip is the weakest coin for pay

Spin a 45 with shrapnel
Let's fight fire with fire
Spin a 45 with shrapnel
Let's fight fire with fire
Spin a 45 with shrapnel
Let's fight fire with fire
Spin a 45 with shrapnel
Let's fight fire with fire
Spin a 45 with shrapnel
Let's fight fire with fire
Spin a 45 with shrapnel
Let's fight fire with fire
Spin a 45 with shrapnel