Conspiracy Of Thought

Nonpoint
All night long I hear you weaving a brutal tapestry of obscenity Never relenting your attack A constant bludgeoning of my eardrums Invading my thoughts with a sickening assault Nonpoint mindset everything but anything that gives a little salt I don't wanna hear about the things you're gonna do I don't wanna hear about it Penetrating vulgarity slow infecting my mind If you can't say nothing good don't say anything at all I can ardly remember what it is like to be free Nonpoint consuming me If I had a bar of soap I'd wash your mouth clean out with it Maybe for the very first time Shut your mouth and release your mind If I had the cuffs I'd arrest you for the crime Polluting the airwaves with nothing good to say Open mouth like an open grave Choking on the vomit of the things you like to tell And your toung itself set abalze by the fires of Hell Nonpoint mindset wating time Shut your mouth Release your mind From Letras Mania