Khirki — Raging Bull

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When you speak I imagine spitting your face
I imagine how you’d look with broken teeth
Because there’s nobody falling for your cultural disgrace
And everybody knows what lies beneath

I can’t stand inconsistence of personality
It’s the travesty of digging your own grave
The only thing that is left for you in the end is dig for dignity
But there is not any left for you to save

Short of breath, eye of death
Run you fool, raging bull
Short of breath, eye of death
Run you fool, raging bull

Seems like all that I feel is carved on my gaze
Spontaneous as to self-immolate
The only thing that I care about is to escape this maze
By crushing down the walls and running straight

Short of breath, eye of death
Run you fool, raging bull
Short of breath, eye of death
Run you fool, raging bull

I think they call out my name
Although I’m scared of the sound
Guilt is the nature of shame
Boy
I think they call out my name