Silence Kit

silent kit, no one to remind you you got no here, no reals to remind you silent kit, don't take your pawn shop home on the road, god damn you, silent kit, don't lose your graceful tongue this is the city life, this is the city i come from let's talk about leaving c'mon now, talk about your family your sister's cursed, your father's old and damned, yeah silent kit, don't listen to the grandmother's advice about us, you're solid kit don't listen to the rain... hand me the drum stick, snare...KICK blues calls upon thy...myself into the spotlight, ecstasy feels so warm, inside till five hours later i'm...chewin'...screwin' myself with my hands