The Professional

There is a sound they dont want you to own

Arrest every word that escapes from your throat

They hand you the worlds smallest microphone

Its still too loud and youre asked to go home

She can stay as long as she swears

That when she breathes it will be her own air

Shell state her case and take up space

And that suffocates
The professional

There is a sound that they want you to hear
To drown out the voice that plays in your ear

They hand you the worlds biggest razorblade
An amateur bleeds but she hardly gets paid

She can stay as long as she swears

That when she breathes it will be her own air
Shell state her case and take up space

And that suffocates
The professional

You better watch what you you better watch what you say no way

Theyre coming after you theyll get in your head your head your head head

She can be mad but theyll let her know

The scorched earth
Allows nothing to grow

And shell be blamed but feel no shame

Cuz shell have stopped
The professional