come and hit me I kiss the ground
hit me hard as my words sound
don't cool down express your hate
this power you have never felt
come and kick me while I'm down
kick me hard as these words sound
no defence and no escape
I'm not the one who cries for help
pitiable little brick
but I grow up with every hit
the more you bark - the more you bite
the more it's clear that I'm right
what do you see when you look in the mirror
clear conscience and black spots undercover
and still the people believe those words
and still our voices remain remain remain
and still the people believe those words
and still our voices remain
pitiable little brick
but I grow up with every hit
the more you bark - the more you bit
the more it's clear that I'm right
the more wound you keep trying to hide
This song can be found on our 2009 EP 'Nothing's 4 Free'. If you like it - order it here.