under here where stability isn?t half as clear when I?m trapped alive. Here it?s the rush that makes it worth it... This will be the death of us,
a set of darker eyes. Distortion shows row to open doors I closed for good reasons years before. Growing up, I was told one too many times I'd never be good enough, never be
at our heels Fangs of accountability all unforeseen or intentionally neglected? The degradation of a home Humanity sits on its throne Cover your eyes
are we gonna do now? So what are we gonna do now?) So what are we gonna do now to change this? Make us aware, aware, aware. Make us aware, aware, aware
tighter. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid when it's your own line. Don't be afraid to find a way. Communicate your thoughts when it's your
Telling you to eat, for it could be soil and green. Now, now, now, look away and go back to bed. They will get what they need. Will we sleep, work
to tell, the words will write themselves. So you say that this is trapping me. Yeah, maybe I agree. But there are ways in which I'm free that you will never be
us who you are. Memory of your first impressions only get you far, When you stay true, from beginning to end. Flexing all your morals your environment will
roads under here where stability isn?t half as clear when I?m trapped alive. Here it?s the rush that makes it worth it... This will be the death of us
oppressive nation and culture, And we have been none the wiser, That is their primary means of prosperity: keep us asleep, keep us greedy, keep us numb
EU kinships with No Trigger begin. Anticipating the fall with New Found. Awe struck by GB in Berlin. And sometimes snacksidents will happen, And it's so hard to keep your
) It will set you free Don't disrelish harmony, community will make you whole Work and understanding are the chords way deep within your soul They only need to be
It's like to want to die? Then you will know from where I speak This winter in my soul This winter in my soul& And I want to be left alone& Yet again,
change us I am looking up now, death can't change us I will, stand alone I will, learn from this, I will I will, mourn the loss and I will be stronger
my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll And to the drama I built and all unfinished beef You will soon be killed, put us together It's
, on and on and on Hell raising Hollywood, welcome to Babylon The political system, system What they love will make us the victim, victim Open up your ears and listen, listen We living in this
[Intro: Tim Westwood (Mr. Tibbs) {Skinnyman <Blade>] Yo this is Westwood I'm at Radio 1 just doin' my thing tonight And just walked into this