Letra da Música: By the Throat - Born

I Want to See the Finger Pointed At Those Claimed to Have Crossed the Line I
Want to Bleed Their Dull Lives Dry I Want to Spit On All the Unwritten Laws
They Cling to So Deeply With Sharp Insecure Claws I Don't Care About Your
Routine I Refuse to Fall in With the Disarmed Machines I Don't Give a Fuck
How Hard You Are Don't Care About Your Incentives Or Your Values If Only I
Could Make the Gesture Real If Only I Could Grab You All By the Throat.