Silent My Song

Eyes wide shut and mouths still feel

The needle in my back

Cutting through my veins and spirit

Making me relax

I can't tell if I am living

Or just holding on

'Cause wicked games, these wicked winners

Kick me till I'll drown

You silent my song, ah

No fist is needed when you pull

And you see pain like it is pleasure

Like a work of art

When I'm your painting, I'm your treasure

Purest of them all

And call it love or call it murder

Kill me quietly

Close the door then take it further

Where no man has been

You silent my song, ah

No fist is needed when you pull

You silent my song, ah

No fist is needed when you pull

Silent, oh silent, silent my song

Silent, oh silent, silent my song

Silent, oh silent, silent my song

Silent, oh silent, silent my song

You silent my song, ah

No fist is needed when you pull

You silent my song, ah

No fist is needed when you pull

You silent my song, ah

Fist is needed when you um, ah