Testo: International Noise Conspiracy (The). Other. Inner City Rejects.

inner city rejects, got a mind of their own
we're all choking ourselves on laughter, while we're, while we're in this killing zone
all the drama baby, where's the beauty in this fear
pouring gasoline over our bodies, just to get ourselves outta here
I said, one way that's gonna be short enough to get us outta here
it's gonna be one way that's gonna be short enough to get us outta here
all the drama darling, I saw your name written on the wall
bright light seduction, made it feel so alone and small
drive a knife right through me, I mutilate my soul for you
I said, down here, everywhere, feels so lonesome, feels so blue
it's gonna be one way that's gonna be short enough to get us outta here
you're beautiful, we're all bored, down here and sold our souls for gold
it's a mission, outta control, who's really on the payroll
we're dying in the city, we're dying in the city, we're dying in the city
eyes open up but our mind is shut, I said
uh uh oh yeah, uh uh alright, uh uh oh yeah
uh uh that's right, uh uh oh yeah, uh uh alright
inter-nation drama, sounds like another cliche
but they will die so young and pretty, without ever finding a way
children of production, is there enough pointing for you
breathin' fumes of inner city traffic, just to get some fresh air trough
it's gonna be one way that's gonna be short enough to get us outta here