Mother Of Violence Single Version

Walking the street with her naked feet. So full of rhythm and her camp funny beat. Snapping her heels, clicking her toes. Everybody knows just where she goes. Ah, fear, Fear, she's the mother of violence. Making me tense to watch the way she breathes. Fear, she's the mother of violence. You know self-defense is all you need. It's getting hard to breathe. It's getting so Hard to believe. To believe in anything at all. Mouth all dry, eyes bloodshot. Data stored in microdots. Kicking the cloud with my moccasin shoes. TV dinner, TV news. Ah, 'cause fear, Fear, she's the mother of violence. Don't make any sense to watch the way she Breathe. Fear, she's the mother of violence. Making me tense to watch the way she eat. Only way you know she's there Is the subtle flavor in the air. Getting hard to breathe. Hard to believe in anything at all. But fear.