A Body Treatise letra

Succulent beautiful and fine
I`m touching my body; I`m feeling my mind
With plastic knives and plastic spoons and other types of cutlery
Take what signifies
And make it leave this room
My sweet desire that wants to bloom
Held captive - our culter molds, our bodies bold
Held captive - target the role we have no control
Passionate tastful and free
I mutilate myself to make me real
A heart beating in the wrong kind of chest
Of hair and sweat a manly mess
Take what signifies
And make it leave this room
My sweet desire that wants to bloom
Held captive - our culter molds, our bodies bold
Held captive - target the role we have no control
I cut myself up to make it real
I cut myself up cause thats the way I feel
I cut myself up to be free
I cut myself up to be me

The 4 Sivits - Letras

• A Body Treatise
• A New Language
• Between The Sheets
• Black Mask
• Can't Fight Love
• Capitalism Stole My Virginity
• Censorship
• Chance
• Closed Mind
• Dead Language of Love
• Do You Understand!
• Forever Begins
• Inner City Rejects
• Kick The Pigs!
• New Empire Blues
• Rebelchild
• Skinhead Your Movement!
• Smash It Up
• Up For Sale
• Written On The Bourgeois Body