The Part

Take a look in this operating room
 Fear up in his eyes they never spill
 Now he feels like the altered one
 Growing up in this life with it
 Now you be what you want to
 DonÂ't ask for their praise
 YouÂ've been tired of waiting all these years to grow up
 Take a look at this home that they create
 Blistering of his life, will never heal
 So he seek for his open looks
 Searching out for his part to it
 Now you be what you want to
 DonÂ't ask for their praise
 YouÂ've been tired of waiting
 All so goddamn aggravated all through the years
 What does it mean?
 These 40 lashes for listening to them
 Weakens the power of love
 Now you be what you want to
 DonÂ't ask for their praise
 YouÂ've been tired of waiting
 All so goddamn aggravated all through the years
 What does it mean?
 These 40 lashes for listening to them
 Weakens the power of love
 This call of your, for your broken heart to heal
 YouÂ've been tired alone and the course that youÂ'll take
 Is what you believed, for years after
 HeÂ'll be lost in the wake of your open arms
 Now take a look at this broken home he made
 Fear locked up inside, never meant to be free
 But it screams out for something close to hear it
 These busy eyes they will never see
 I said IÂ'll drink my 40 ounce into my grave
 I said IÂ'll drink your 40 ounce into your grave
 You bleed through your gums
 Yet you still talk
 Yet you open your ears
 Yet you hear no one
 You bleed through your gums
 Yet you still talk
 Yet you open your ears
 Yet you hear no one
 Now take a look at this operating room
 The fear in his eyes will never spill
 Now he knows why the only way for him to beat it
 HeÂ'll always try but heÂ'll never win
 I said IÂ'll drink my 40 ounce into my grave
 I said IÂ'll drink your 40 ounce into your grave
 You bleed through your gums
 Yet you still talk
 Yet you open your ears
 Yet you hear no one
 You bleed through your gums
 Yet you still talk
 Yet you open your ears
 But you hear no one
 It feeds in your self, all it needs is one
 It bleeds but it never spills
 It closes your heart
 Distances your body
 Only now control can feed within
 HeÂ's been bad boy
 Oh itÂ's not the only way
 HeÂ's been bad boy
 Yeah itÂ's not what he seeks
 But some ones prize it takes
 I said IÂ'll drink my 40 ounce into my grave
 I said IÂ'll drink that 40 ounce into your grave