Simple Vision

I feel like a newborn I feel like a newborn boy But only if it's true, the things that you consume will become you If that's the lesson to teach Let my cannibal bring me peace And feast upon my Upon my future You usually walk before you run In the arena of life my first lesson was death On the way I've become Accustomed to the taste on my tongue Red on my tongue Where I broke my teeth on the thought of tenderness I've the mind of a mute who sings to express Such warmth like a brick in the back of my hand I can't grasp what you speak of Or put it into context So I'll Keep doing what I do best Chewing on the flesh Chewing on The flesh Chewing on My bindings In this bed of resistance Where I'm lashing out So keep your distance Reeling from this sense of shame That I had no hand in