My mouth is full of your inspiration      Cut me, size me down for your regulation   Nothing stands so close to driving   Nothing gets intense (stand down)or biting (stand down)   Nothing stands in the way (stand down)      It's all right, your walls are still white   Location is everything, or so it seems       Stand down      Writing down all your "wrongs" and "rights"   In a book you call your own      Silence kills the revolution      All that remains stagnant dies   Submission is your resolve   They've given you all the calls   Sucker punched again   Blind