I'm away. We're O.K. What you say. Lost today. . So, break your connection. Invades protection. . What you say, What you say. . Could give way. Made of clay.
early one morning shattering life in the face. the finest creative loss of graceout. of heartshot with no hope. meet the people try to cope. nod the head with distraction.
Punch to the face. Makes you hit the floor. Such a disgrace. And you come back for more. . What do you waste?. What do you score?. A wicked embrace. A willful rapport.
trials administer tidal oil that suffocating base the fire gold pouring mercury life. . given river deformed in amongst patient building raise an urgent call reformation strike.
lying in the cell, lookin through the bars. lookin at the open feilds, so near and yet so far. wonderin bout your freinds out there, and what they're doin now.
Give it back, give it back, give it back to me. Let it go, let it go, let it go through me. I can't show you [Incomprehensible] me. Here I come, here I come, are you ready for me?.
trials administer tidal oil that suffocating. base the fire gold pouring mercury life. given river deformed in amongst patient. building raise an urgent call reformation.
They come here to this country from the jungles and from trees. The traitors in the parliament give them a better deal. Spend the nation's money, to cater to their needs.
I, I'm driving the back roads. In my mind, the oceans cold. I, I cant wait on you. My time is now and now that its true. . If I cant find, find my way to the sand.
Backstreet kids, no future in sight. Backstreet kids, can't see no light. Backstreet kids, no money too. Backstreet kids, well what you gonna do?. . Chorus:.
magnified fear stares back the mirror reflect. depravity the shadow cast a feeling of ill harmony so crisp the famines. itch a withering shoreline tears of grey interspersed with withered fruit.
Image of my soul. Confusing. Made into something. . I know the sea. I must throw it away. No one is safe. In this sunlit today. . So let's just pray. So let's just pray.
Bleeding, we are the victim. Our only crimes are our lives. Beaten, life is taken. When blood is spilt a mother cries. . When pointless shit around you.
Back with a bang now!. . Do you remember in summer back in 1978?. When they reckoned that the skinheads' days were numbered. And the papers dripped with liquid hate.
Outside it's freezing. Inside it's cold. No one to keep me warm. My bones are old. All day the cold stays. And someday I won't wait. . Sunshine inject my mind warm me.
I don't like papers, reading books. Gettin' sick, think it sucks. I don't wanna listen to another word. I'm so bleedin' bored. . Chorus:. I'm anti-social.
Hello, hello my child. If words could break a smile. Or change what came to pass. Bellow, bellows the answers. Can't hide our great disasters. This scene could be my last.
(not much need) distraught wake up in sweat. something is very different no water hot or cold walk out in the street. greet the morning gun battles needless no need to understand in.
You're wondering how you'll make it through the day. Pack your bag and then you'll get up on your way. . Chorus:. Once you had the money baby, and you didn't have to steal.
I'm a skate- I'm a skate-?. One must believe in. . Alter their image. . Turn against ripping poles. . In a tatter you shivered cold. No longer feeling.