Lyric No Speech

O.K. Ready to take off
do it slow
I m living on the bottom
I got to go
five little fingers
grabbing at the glass
gone, those days
now I m running
up and down in my cage

Too late to defend, I m buried - insane
don t you know there s more to life than to win
are you that kind of stereotype?
it s no time, there s no time
there s nothing I could answer

No Speech
as long (as) I get nothing
No Speech
as long (as) I get nothing
but I want to get home
let me free, this is not my home

Put away your flashing stick
don t try to get closer-through my head
give me a little bit more of your own
a little more, don t wanna be
anybody s clown

Too late to defend, I m buried - insane
don t you know there s more to life than to win
are you that kind of stereotype ?
it s no time, there s no time
there s nothing I could answer

No Speech
as long (as) I get nothing
No Speech
as long (as) I get nothing
but I want to get home
let me free, this is not my home

No Speech
as long (as) I get nothing
No Speech
as long (as) I get nothing
but I want to get home
let me free, this is not my home