Full Scale – The Heimlich Manoeuvre

Bless me

Fill me up with tubes

Pass it off as news

Shut up and listen

Blame me

The workers make it all

Catch you when you fall

Not on your life son

Stonewall

Clutch your photo tight

Hide your tears at night

Lunch break’s over

Fear me

Stumble through the haze

Fill an early grave

Chewed and spat out

You can’t beat me

See this

My defiant sneer

Whisper in my ear

Your time is over

A death kiss

Putting down the tools

Terrorizing fools

Yeah the criminals organize

So fear me

Cause I can start a ball

Rolling down the hall

To trip you over

You cant beat me

I’m hoping

To come to terms with with why I’m choking

To feel the squeeze

As the bone

Flies through the air this isn’t over

Someone’s going to die

We’ll see

Whether lies can win

Don’t believe the spin

It stinks of double talk

Watch me

I’m energizing minds

Leaving truth behind

Phones have cancer

Judge me

Not by what I think

Not by what I feel

But by actions I play

And you can’t beat me

Although desexed

I can fuck you

With a strap-on

Although desexed

I can get that filthy groove on

So bring your chains

And baseball bats

Choked with rage

So I’ll attack

Meet me there

You pick the time

Meet my stare

Filthy philistine

You can’t feel shame

So feel my fist

The same game

But with a twist