slip under the door 歌词

By no design In the stairwell of your carapace Your fortress of sinew and steel Don't you get bored Just staring through the crack in the door? You know no one is home So why act unsure? Your malnourished architecture Trembles with each austere breath A recursive dream of A panic attack The bell keeps ringing Slip under the door Don't you get bored Just staring through the crack in the door? Come on in, it's so cold outside We're stocked for a war Munitions from the ceiling to the floor Show your teeth, let mе be terrified Oh and wе will make no Compromises The bell keeps ringing Slip under the door Is the body a property? Razor wire anatomy Maybe I'm 4real Let me spell it out In the soft topography Of corporeal territory Maybe I'm 4real Is the body a property? Is the body a property? Take control of your property Mutilation autonomy Reclamation of territory