Skull Cracks by Totally Slow Lyrics

No fights no questions
No means to an end

She was not a thing to
Subject / suspend

The plain truth if one chooses to
Yank out a tooth & put nerve to air

A free mind a window
The skull cracks
The big lie the false hope
The fucked facts
A dead mind
Left out to rot on the vine

Knife set for the ending
Averse to complaint

No more dialectic
Your neck this blade