No Speech
 
O.K. Ready to take off do it slow
I'm living on the bottom
I got to go
Five little fingers grabbing at the glass
Gone those days I'm running up and down in my cage
 
Too late to defend
I'm buried-insane
Don't you know there's more to life than to win
Are you that kind of stereotype?
It's no time,
There's no time
There's nothing I could answer
 
No Speech
as long as I get nothing
No Speech
as long as I get nothing
but I want to get home
let me free
this is not my home
 
Put away your flashing stick
Don't try to get closer-through my head
Give me a little bit more of your own, a little more
Don't wanna be anybody's clown
 
Too late to defend
I'm buried-insane
Don't you know there's more to life than to win
Are you that kind of stereotype?
It's no time,
There's no time
There's nothing I could answer
 
No Speech
as long as I get nothing
No Speech
as long as I get nothing
but I want to get home
so let me free
this is not my home
 
No Speech
as long as I get nothing
No Speech
as long as I get nothing
but I want to get home
so let me free
this is not my home