---------Lyrics By Rachel Tyson---------------
Pounding head, aching noise
Axes cracking grown up toys
Grating motion - drills and spills
Metal cuffs and prison grills
Hating all that money proffers
TV promise, special offers
Plastic people, painted faces
Drowning in our own disgraces
Waking from the dead revealing
Pain and devastation reeling
Who are you and who am I?
Lips that bleed and eyes that die.
chorus
Shallow footsteps not so cute
Trodden by a worn out boot
Stomping, swaying, vertigo
What we are and what we know
From this deadly sleep awaking
Drugs dished out and for the taking
Who am I and who are you?
Eyes that blacken into blue.