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Lirik Lagu Language Of Violence - Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy

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The first day of school was always the hardestThe first day of school the hallways the darkestLike a gauntletthe voices hauntedWalking in with his thin skin lowered chinHe knew the names that they would taunt him withFaggot sissy punk queen queerAlthough he'd never had sex in his 15 yearsAnd when they harassed him it was for a reasonAnd when they provoked him it became open seasonfor the fox and the hunter, the sparks and the thunderthat pushed the boy under, then pillage and plunderIt kind of makes you wonderhow one can hurt anotherBut dehumanizing the victim makes things simplerIt's like breathing with a respiratorIt eases the conscience of even the most consciousand calculating violatorWords can reduce a person to an object,something more easy to hateAn inanimate entity, completely disposable,no problem to obliterate[CHORUS:]But death is the silencein this language of violenceDeath is the silenceBut death is the silencein this cycle of violencedeath is the silenceIt's tough to be young, the young long to be tougherWhen we pick on someone else it might make us feel rougherAbused by their fathers but was at home thoughso to prove to each other that they were not homosThe exclamation of the phobic furyexecutioner, a judge and juryThe mob mentality, individuality was nowhereDignity forgotten at the bottom of a dumb old dare and a numb coldstareOn the way home it was back to name callingTen against one they had his back up against the wall andthey reveled in their laughter as they surrounded himBut it wasn't a game when they up jumped and grounded himThey picked up their bats with their muscles strainingand they decided they were gonna beat this fella's brain inwith an awful, powerful, showerful, an hour full of violenceInflict the strictest brutality and dominanceThey didn't hear him screaming, they didn't hear him pleadingThey ran like cowards and left the boy bleedingin a pool of red 'til all tears were shedand his eyes quietly slid into the back of his headdead...[CHORUS][2x]You won't see the face 'til the eyelids dropYou won't hear the screaming until it stopsThe boy's parents were gone and his grandmother had raised himShe was mad she had no form of retaliationThe pack didn't have to worry about being on a hitlistBut the thing they never thought about was that there was a witnessto this senseless crime, right place wrong timeTried as an adult one of them was gonna do hard timeThe first day of prison was always the hardestThe first day of prison, the hallways the darkestLike a gauntletthe voices hauntedFaggot, sissy, punk, queen, queerWords he used befo