Dangerous

Warning the following sounds are more than just hazardous

So line up and become the next of the willing victims

Don’t you think of turning away from me

As the rhythm pounds deeper and deeper it’s filling you in

I feel resistance, but no friction

And now that violence has become your aural fixation

Obsess over the loss of all your innocence

Don’t you think of turning away from me

Your flesh looks so ripe for the picking

I’m Dangerous

There is no point in pulling punches

I’m Dangerous

And now it’s time to face the music

Let’s go

Deep down to that private place

Where you felt safe

I’m breaking the skin

Beneath your surface

You were so pure

You’ve let this sound surround you

And now it sits inside

You’ve let this sound surround you

And now I lay bedside

I’m under your skin without incision or syringe

And I can still see the sparkle in your eye

Even from the inside

There are sounds that can shut down your senses

And render you helpless

Are you really listening?

They erode the awareness of your surroundings

And distort your ordinary vision

Is it getting any clearer?

And where was the caution printed ribbon?

And how could you have let this happen?

This cannot be stopped!

And if it’s only a song then why are you so far gone?

I’m Dangerous

There is no point in pulling punches

I’m Dangerous

And now it’s time to face the music

I’m Dangerous

I’m