7 Words (Bleached W/ Color Guard version) Deftones

I'll never be the same, break in decency
Dummy tree chopped off all my living roots
I've been humming too many words, got a weak self-esteem
That's been stomped away from every single dream

But it's something else that brought us feast
Keep it all inside 'til we feel we can't unleash
But I think that you made it up, I think that your mind is gone
I think you shouldn't have glorified, now you're wrong

Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
They fuck in my head
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck it
Pig

You and me out here alone
Face flat along the edge of the grass
Well I'm not here to preach, I'm just sick of looks
My parents made me strong to lift up that glass

So why should I try, act like I'm a little pissed off
With all that shit that needs to stay back in the shelf
Your punk ass made it up, or your fucking mind was gone
Should've never glorified, now you're wrong