The Proper Blockers

So you say insanity rules my days
And my mind isn’t always at home

And that my lack of faith freezes my soul in one place
As if there is somewhere to go

‘Cause everybody knows you’re softer
But your hands were conceived to kill
And despite I lost touch with my laughter
It doesn’t mean I’m prevented to feel
And just because I reject reproduction
It doesn’t mean we can not try it with the proper blockers

So I will let you know I’ll find a better place to go
And that my lack of faith freezes my soul in one place
As if there is somewhere to go

‘Cause everybody knows you’re softer
But your hands were conceived to kill
And despite I lost touch with my laughter
It doesn’t mean I’m prevented to feel
And just because I reject reproduction
It doesn’t mean we can not try it with the proper blockers

‘Cause everybody knows you’re softer
But your hands were conceived to kill
And despite I lost touch with my laughter
It doesn’t mean I’m prevented to feel
And just because I reject reproduction
It doesn’t mean we can not try it with the proper blockers