Mortad

Discipline and distortion

Mortad
When they have their eyes on you
Sometimes you wish you’d fade away
You’ve got to flee their surmise
They think you’ve been led astray
Feels like you live in disguise
Indoctrinated despise
Your mask is what defines you
It’s the swine that defies you

Discipline and correction
Distortion of the spirit
Engrossed in our confusion
Senses are lost, chaos reigns
Anger's what drives my art
I scream not to fall apart

I like a distorted sound
Twisted, turned and unbound
Anger - drives my art
I scream not to fall apart
Do away with details, unruliness prevails
But i discern the meaning
You were so demeaning

Discipline and correction
Distortion of the spirit
Engrossed in our confusion
Senses are lost, chaos reigns
Anger's what drives my art
I scream not to fall apart

Discipline and correction
Distortion of the spirit
Engrossed in our confusion
Senses are lost, chaos reigns
Anger's what drives my art
I scream not to fall apart

Sun glares down on bare roads, we race
Cold wind blows our faces, we pace
You spare the experience that i embrace
You spare the experience that i embrace

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