Throwing Stones
Let me take you on a ride
Be a good ol’ time
You’ll never want to leave
Close your eyes, a surprise, inside
You just gotta take a seat
You can have a treat
Be a good boy
Stay quiet, don’t fight it, you’ll like it
It won’t hurt
Do what is told to you
The mold of you is sold to you
Now, you’re consecrated
Don’t ask why
It will be over soon
I promise you, soon you’re through
Now, you’re
Trust that it will be alright
Close your eyes, sleep tight, you won’t feel a thing
Your mind at a price, a free thought auction
Questions are a waste of time for a well-trained mind
You should follow
It won’t hurt
Do what is told to you
The mold of you is sold to you
Will is overrated
Don’t ask why
It will be over soon
I promise you, soon you’re through
Now, you’re consecrated
They can smell your fear
They can sense you tremble
And it won’t be long until the little ones are throwing stones
They can smell your fear
They can sense you tremble
And it won’t be long until the little ones are throwing stones
Silence is your only friend
Keep it till the end
Dig a grave for words
Stay quiet, don’t fight it, it’ll only make you burn
burn…
Do what is told to you
The mold of you is sold to you
Will is overrated
Don’t ask why
It will be over soon
I promise you, soon you’re through
Now, you’re consecrated
They can smell your fear
They can sense you tremble
And it won’t be long until the little ones are throwing stones
They can smell your fear
They can sense you tremble
And it won’t be long until the little ones are throwing stones