Murder one - Sensory Deprivation

Tearing off a strip or two
Taking back what once was stolen
The speech has now grown louder
Its time for rising up

No more the buck stops here
I’ve found the fault, time for correction
Cut these manacles

Silenced by the clasped hand
Deafness gained by an unseen mask
It’s sensory deprivation

Taking back control
There's nothing left
There’s nothing left to give you
There's nothing left
Taking back control
There's nothing left
Turn my back, close the door
There's nothing left

Making out that you were worthy
All I saw was a complete fraud
You pulled the wool over our eyes
You played your cards again

I ll carve you out my life
Like the way you cut minds to ribbons
Those same opinions

Deprived of oxygen
Like a dog with a sting in the tail
Its sensory deprivation

Taking back control
There's nothing left
There’s nothing left to give you
There's nothing left
Taking back control
There's nothing left
Turn my back, close the door
There's nothing left

How’s it feel to be the outcast
All I’m left with, a mind turned to spite
Taking back control
There's nothing left
There’s nothing left to give you
There's nothing left
Taking back control
There's nothing left
Turn my back, close the door
There's nothing left

You tore me limb from limb
Put me back together wrong
All that I worked for, you took all that I worked for
You tore me limb from limb
Put me back together wrong
All that I worked for, you took all that I worked for