Step by step and tear by tear you're becoming less sure, yes I know you've lost the plot, but aren't you going to say 'hello'? Oh... I've been down,
What drives a man to dying to defend; a government that never listened to a single word he said. And when there isn't any threat - does he question their
Well there's a place for me, In the promised land. There's a space for me, Standing by the man. Yeah there's a place for me. But there's no room for
You're just a follower of scenes, A product of TV and magazines. You're just fuckin sheep. Please tell me something that you actually believe, Without
I'm not against freedom of speech, but I'm against freedom to preach. I think we should all believe, in just what we want to believe. There's just one
How many laws were put in place, Simply with the soul purpose to generate; The wages of the people who keep telling us - What's right, what's wrong,
We've fallen asleep, Under the wheels, Of the machine. But the bigger we build - the harder we fall, And all that comes up comes back to the floor, And
It's 14 straights away Just 14 straights away. Underneath the concrete underneath these painted lines, Exists the roots of everything that I've tried
I can't believe; You're judging me before I've Even said a word. Isn't it our difference the one thing that makes: Us the same, Us the same? We've drawn
Drop in on broken bones, Split open, bleeding faces, Kick the disclaimer out the door, Cos no-one cares no more. A release for the nation, A vent for
Right now this conversation's boring me cos Seems i've been losing faith in my beliefs since This world's been treating me like I'm a piece of shit Outside
He?d been beat till there was nothing left, Least the coroners report said, The official cause of death was a heart attack no less, Habeas Corpus rest
Christ the redeemer is free, Better fall on your knees, 4.16-17 a myriad of heathens take lead, Where did we go wrong? Now that the souls gone, We need
Can you hear me play my song, across the straights that we come from, my friend. 'Cause I can hear you singing along, on the steps that we come from,
Money for life, Profit for lies, Monopolised, And capitalise our lives. Glaxosmithcline Hold back the rights, Push up the place, Ignore their plights
Win their hearts and win their minds, Everyone gets left behind, Still alive I guess, More or less, Least I think I was the last time that I checked
What's your definition of success? And is it measured in the things that we possess? What price must we pay to be a respected citizen? Work ourselves
What if everything we had was never ours, And everything we took was never really our to take? Would it make us think again And would we treat it with
