All sewn up   Pull out the seams   Take your call   Your voice is static   For from my reach   I burn the page   Imaged are blurred   Am I afraid?      Around my throat   You came so close   To stopping me   Alive in jail, alive and well   I cannot leave   Innocent, accident      Find my pulse   Trapped in a locked box   Teeth in a grind   All night amphetamine   Noise to the tape   Comes like a shattered beast   Cast a shade   Your mouths destroys me      Come down dawn in one piece   Come down dawn to find some peace   Driven to shambles on a tip   I never said that I would quit   And the next song takes over      (Words Spoken)      Quickly I said   Because your feet need to hit the floor   And wake your mind up   Because the body needs a little more   And you step out from the porch   Into the street   And the night will have its way with you   And you find a paper on the wall   And see the slogan needs an audience   And you give it a new look   You were trying to take a stab   You try to take a stab   You try to make something happen   And the colors saturate into the walls of the buildings      A defeated deposition   A nexus   A movement to fruition   A middle finger to the institution   A middle finger to the institution   A middle finger to the institution      (Taken from "Graffiti Deposition" by Jason Reece)