Silent My Song

Eyes wide shut and mouths still feel
The needle in my back
Cutting through my veins and spirit
Making me relaxI can't tell if I am living
Or just holding on
'Cause wicked games, these wicked winners
Kick me till I'll drownYou silent my song, ah
No fist is needed when you pullAnd you see pain like it is pleasure
Like a work of art
When I'm your painting, I'm your treasure
Purest of them allAnd call it love or call it murder
Kill me quietly
Close the door then take it further
Where no man has beenYou silent my song, ah
No fist is needed when you pull
You silent my song, ah
No fist is needed when you pullSilent, oh silent, silent my song
Silent, oh silent, silent my song
Silent, oh silent, silent my song
Silent, oh silent, silent my songYou silent my song, ah
No fist is needed when you pull
You silent my song, ah
No fist is needed when you pullYou silent my song, ah
Fist is needed when you um, ah