Playing Dead - Turmoil

What the fuck are you what the fuck are you looking at

What the fuck have you become through the course of a

Conversation ignorance rears it’s head and i turn away

Playing dead ignore what was said lay down all my

Pride bury my conscious behind a smile playing dead

Never again will i compromise this tongue has bled one

Two many times so i’ll stare in the face of

Confrontation and i’ll spit in the eye that see in

Black and white i will not pacify myself i will not

Play dead what the fuck are you looking at