Soulblender

I've got a painters eyeAnd a skilled musicians earsAnd I'm silent - in 7 languagesAnd I've got all my family's fears...What lives inside you?Yeah, what stuffs your skin??- Someone elses memory..How come I never hear what I wanna hearHow come I never see what I wanna see...The choice is small If there's choice at allBut I'm holding on as if I'm going to fallNow I know how it feels- To be ragged and wild- Whipped like a stepchildFeel the soulbenderFear's knocking at your skinFeel the soulbenderJust to see if any soul is in..Whether one want them to or notSo far between a while well spentAnd the time spent keepin' up...Make one devotedAnd settle like a birdForgive and try not to hurtDon't take your garbage- Anywhere but out..Before the pup in your heart- Becomes a dog in your mindAnd it's licking my brains...Sucking reason outIt will be cooking my headWith the lid on tightYou know how it feels:- 'Till I'm ragged and wildWhipped like a stepchildFeel the soulbender - Fear's knocking at your skinFeel the soulbender - Just to see if any soul is in..Feel the soulbender - Fear's knocking at your skinFeel the soulbender - Bend you - Break you..With empty eyes; Blank, like two wet stonesIn search for a home; In search for a soulHanded down on the family networkLearning how it works... - To be a jerk..Feel the soulbender...