For all those who wanna analyze me   For all those who wanna analyze me   It starts off in the hips   Move to the lips   For all those who wanna analyze me      My mother committed suicide when I was four or five   I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho   But I'm not sad or sorry      'Cause we be tomorrow   'Cause we be tomorrow   For all those who wanna analyze me   For all those who wanna analyze me      My mother committed suicide when I was four or five   I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho   But I'm not sad or sorry      'Cause we be tomorrow   Next month, next week   I guess I'm weak   I guess I'm weak   But I'm not sad or sorry      'Cause we be tomorrow   Suicide when I was four or five   Mike-O killed by a psycho   Sad or sorry, I be tomorrow   For all those who wanna analyze me      Starts off in the hips   Move to my lips   Starts off in the hips   Move to my lips      Train passes where they prosecute   So be careful where you tread   It's a land mine baby   Don't go losing your head      Just remember our love   So you won't give up   If you remember our love   So you won't give up      Long gone are the proper sleeves   To walk by our side   Long killed are the visionary souls   Now we're walking blind      The lies are meant to hypnotize   And put you in a spell   Wake up you sleepy heads      Release yourselves from hell   You won't give up   You can't give up      They made us drink salt water   Then sell us liberty   Tell me how can you sell somebody   What's supposed to be free   You know the non-contender for the derelict mind      You starved us baby   And you're gonna shine   You starved us baby   And you're gonna shine   You starved us baby      Fuck creation, fuck creation   Fuck creation, there is no relevance with my life   All I mean is how to fight   Producing the goods I'm fit to make sense      Built with more right   Especially a thing, self-defense   A wasted office in my mind   All the time I've been blind      Race an objective difficult at times   Don't know what to do   Name your Baby Namboo   Mine's far and away the rest is up to you      Politicians are destroying   the dreams of the many   One can inform our country   So they don't spend a penny      Less than our future   On some posh adventure   Driving along Concord Lane   They're looking for adventure      Pick out the homes and count the best bids   Pick out the homes and count the best bids   There's only so much to go around   And they took the life      It's not what you're savin'   It's how much you got   Pick out the homes and count the best bids   Hunt the homes and pick out the best bids      You're on his high and you won't give up   Your tongue is torn and you won't give up   Your back is broke and you won't give up   You're all alone but you're so tough      You won't give up, you won't give up   You starved us baby and you cannot shine   You starved us, baby