Propagandhi Who Will Help me Bake This Bread Letras:I speak my mind. I question theirs. It seems to me
like no one really cares. Peripherally blind.
Intellectually numb. Ignorance by choice? Or just
plain fucking dumb? You're threatened by my mind.
You want everything the same. But my questions
still remain. You boycott your brain. You answer
with fists. But my questions still persist. You
[Más Letras en http://es.mp3lyrics.org/Eyid]can rearrange my face but you can't rearrange my
mind. You can beat this shell about me, but you
can't touch what's inside. So now who will help me
bake this bread? Who will be the first to speak
and leave complacency for dead? I've done all that
I can on my own. But stagnant minds persist to
squeeze blood from this stone. But I won't bleed
for you. I have no need for you. Death will be the
day I concede to you.
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