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UNIVERSITY OF PRIVILEGE

THE PLACES WHERE WE USED TO GO

MY OWN WAY

CHUFFNUT

AUSTRALIA

ANTI-HALL

FORTRESS EUROPE

BEST BIT OF NEWS IN A WHILE

THE SPLICE OF LIFE

WAITING FOR DAYS TO END

WHERE IT BLEEDS BEST

THE STREETS ARE FOR THE LIVING

FALSE REVOLUTIONARIES

LET'S NOT ASSUME

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

UNIVERSITY OF PRIVILEGE

VERSE 1
WHO'D HAVE THOUGHT THAT PEOPLE WITH THE BENEFIT OF AN EDUCATION COULD BE SO IGNORANT? YOU'RE UNAWARE THAT YOU'VE HAD YOUR SHARE, YET YOU STILL WANT MORE AND WILL NEVER CARE ,
ABOUT ANYONE ELSE EXCEPT YOURSELF, SOCIALLY INEPT IN YOUR SEARCH FOR WEALTH. YOU COMPROMISE WHAT YOU SAY YOU BELIEVE, BUT WHO GIVES A SHIT AS LONG AS NOBODY SEES?


REACH 18 GO OUT AND THROW IT ALL AWAY, WHEN YOU HAD A CHANCE TO MAKE A CHANGE.
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SEE THROUGH THESE LIES? YOU'RE PRIVILEGED, BUT INSECURE , INSIDE THE BUBBLE OF YOUR LIVES.

AND YOU'LL FUCKING DIE, JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE. AND TIME WON'T TELL YOU WHAT TO DO, THERE AIN'T NO HOPE FOR YOU, AS LONG AS YOU KEEP THINK ABOUT YOURSELF.

BRIDGE
NOW I'M FALLING AWAY, SLIP DOWN AWAY FROM REALITY.

CHORUS
YOU'VE ALL BEEN LEFT OUT AT SEA, NOT DROWNING IN THE WATER BUT YOUR OWN STUPIDITY.
AND THERE'S ONE NUMB EXPRESSION ON EVERY FUCKING FACE - IT'S SO DEPRESSING THAT APATHY'S BECOME THE LATEST CRAZE.

VERSE 2
SO ENTRENCHED IN YOUR OWN APATHY, I'M A HYPOCRITE BUT AT LEAST I CAN SEE THAT THE MEDIA HAS CONTROL OF YOUR STUPID LITTLE LIVES, FEEDING YOU WITH BULLSHIT, TELLING YOU WHAT TO BUY.
I'M JUST SCARED THAT WE'RE TOO FAR GONE, YOU DON'T LISTEN TO REASON FROM ANYONE. LEAST OF ALL ME, COS WHAT DO I KNOW? I DON'T HAVE THE ANSWERS TO QUELL THE FEARS THAT GROW.

 

THE PLACES WHERE WE USED TO GO

VERSE 1
I STEPPED OFF THE TRAIN TODAY, AND WALKED HOME THE SAME WAY I HAD DONE A MILLION TIMES BEFORE.
I WALKED PAST THE PLACE WHERE YOU AND I WOULD SIT AND HAVE A CIGARETTE, AND WE'D WATCH THE CARS FLY BY
AND YOU TAUGHT ME THAT I SHOULD NEVER TRUST ANOTHER GIRL. SCHOOL BOY ERROR NOW I'M CYNICAL.
MAYBE NOW I FIND MYSELF FALLING OUT OF TOUCH, HOURS SPENT ALONE WITHOUT SO MUCH AS A WORD FROM SOMEONE ELSE.

BRIDGE 1
ANOTHER DAY ANOTHER GIRL, THIS TIME WILL I MAKE IT WORK,
IF I WEAR MY HEART ON MY SLEEVE? BUT I JUST CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU.

CHORUS
THE NU AIRE GENIE GENTLY HUMS ON AS I REACH TO DO ANOTHER BONG!
MY HEAD TIPS BACK, I SIGH AND RELAX AS I DRIFT AWAY TO A PLACE WHERE NOTHING'S WRONG

VERSE 2
SOMETIMES IT IS NICE TO GO HOME TO SOMETHING MORE SUBSTANTIAL THAN A LONELY BED OR EMPTY ROOM, VOID OF ALL COMPASSION.
BUT I'M STUCK WITH THIS CURSE: 11 MONTHS, I'M FIT TO BURST WITH ALL THE POINTLESS THINGS I NEVER GOT TO SAY.
AND DON'T YOU THINK ITS TIME THAT WE LEFT EACH OTHER ALONE? I SHOULD SHUT UP AND GO HOME.
DAMPENED SPIRITS, CURSES FLY, I'M ALL ALONE AS I TRUNDLE BY ALL THE PLACES WHERE WE USED TO GO.

BRIDGE 2
DO YOU THINK YOU WOULD MISS ME, IF I RAN AWAY AND LEFT THIS PLACE FOR GOOD?

 

MY OWN WAY

VERSE 1
A THOUSAND LIES DID COME APART
AS I LAY THERE STARING AT YOUR HAIR WITH MY HEAD UPON YOUR HEART. AND YOU'RE SCREAMING: 'IT'S NOT MY FAULT I BRING YOU DOWN.'

MOMENTS ARE NEVER WHAT YOU WANT THEM TO BE,
BUT YOU SEIZE THEM WHEN THEY COME, LIKE ROLLING ROUND ON A BEACH WITH A HEAD FULL OF BLEACH AND A HIP FLASK FULL OF RUM.
TEN THOUSAND DREAMS LOST BY ONE FROWN.

BRIDGE
AND I'D LIKE NOTHING MORE THAN TO RUN AWAY AND SPEND MY LIFE WITH YOU.
BUT THE SITUATION TELLS ME TO TRUST MY INSTINCTS TOO.
I'M STILL WAITING FOR THAT DAY WHEN YOU LOSE YOUR INHIBITIONS IN THE HAY,
AS THE SUN CREEPS UP ON ME I'LL FIGHT TO LIVE AND I'LL FIGHT TO SEE IN MY OWN WAY.

CHORUS
OUT OF MY LEAGUE, YOU'RE OUT OF MY LIFE.
AND YOU LEAD ME ON, JUST FOR THE RIDE.
YOU'RE TOO HARD TO PLEASE, YOU DON'T PAY IN KIND.
I'M DOWN ON MY KNEES; YOU'VE MADE UP MY MIND.

VERSE 2
AND THERE ARE WAYS I'D LIKE TO BE,
AS OUR THOUGHTS COLLIDE I REMIND MYSELF OF THE GIRL I NEVER SEE, IT'S UNHEALTHY.
DO YOU STILL THINK I MAKE YOU SMILE?

AND YOU DON'T LIKE THE DRUGS I TAKE,
OR THE SONGS I WRITE OR THE GAMES I PLAY WITH THE FRIENDS I'D LIKE TO MAKE.
YOU'RE UNHAPPY.
WON'T YOU JUST SIT WITH ME AWHILE?

 

CHUFFNUT


VERSE
I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR CRIERS,
JUDGE ATTAINMENT ON THE BASIS OF OPPORTUNITIES TAKEN WITH PRIDE. I DON'T THINK I'LL FORGET HER,
LOST HEARTS RARELY STAND FOR ANYTHING AND IT JUST WON'T MATERIALISE.
AND THATS OK, THATS OK, I DON'T WANT YOU ANYWAY.
A COFFEE CUP, A RANDOM FUCK, THESE ARE PRESENTS I CAN DO WITHOUT. COME ROUND FOR TEA.

BRIDGE
BUT DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME, I'LL CARRY ON, ON MY OWN.

CHORUS
THE UNPLUGGED STEREO DOESN'T MAKE A SOUND, BUT STILL A CRASHING FILLS THE AIR. IT'S TIME WELL SPENT, IT'S A TIME TO LEARN, BUT YOU DON'T KNOW THAT I DON'T EVEN CARE.
I'M TRIGGER HAPPY WITH THE LILLY OF THE VALLEY, AND I'M WASTING TIME WISHING YOU WERE HERE.
HOW MANY TIMES WILL I SHOUT AND SCREAM AND CURSE YOUR NAME, BEFORE YOU REALISE YOUR FEAR?

 

AUSTRALIA

VERSE 1
AUSTRALIA DOESN'T SEEM SO FAR AWAY. I'M TWO ROWS BACK AT THE CINEMA, WATCHING YOUR LIFE SLIP AWAY FROM MY GAZE, AND I'LL SAY: AUSTRALIA DOESN'T SEEM SO FAR AWAY.
I'M ALL WORN OUT BY PASSERS BY WISHING ME WELL AS I'M LOST INTO THE FRAY.

CHORUS
AND IF I WANT TO LOSE YOU I WILL,
BUT A HEAD SHOT DOESN'T ALWAYS MEAN A KILL.
AND I DID WELL TO CHOOSE YOU I'M STILL,
ENTERTAINING FEELINGS THAT YOU'VE LEARNED TO KILL.

VERSE 2
I'M IN THE ROOM, WHEN YOU SEE HER FOR THE FIRST TIME.
HOW DOES IT FEEL TO FINALLY BE FREE FROM ME?
AND, YOU SPELL MY DOOM, WITH A WITTY SNEAK TRICK YOU THINK'LL MAKE HER SWOON.
I HOPE THE DISTANCE HASN'T STOPPED HER SEEING THROUGH YOU.

BREAK
AUSTRALIA DOESN'T SEEM SO FAR AWAY. AUSTRALIA
DOESN'T SEEM SO FAR AWAY.
AUSTRALIA DOESN'T SEEM SO FAR AWAY.
NOW YOU'RE GONE,
AWAY FROM ME.

BACKING
ZEST AND PASSION REMOVED FOR GOOD, WITHOUT REMORSE SHE LOOKS AT ME.
AND YET I'M EXPECTED TO LOOK BACK WITH A CONFIDENT SMILE, AND HIDE MY INTERNAL DESTRUCTION.
AND TOO HARD IS A PRESENCE LIKE THAT, AND TOO MUCH TO BARE FOR SOMETHING WAS ONCE SO DEAR.
YET FORTUNE RESIDES WITH THOSE WHO CAN HIDE THEIR FEELINGS LIKE SHE DOES.

 

ANTI-HALL

I ALWAYS WANTED TO BE A COOL BOY. WITH MY RUGBY COLLAR UP, I'LL KEEP PEANUT CHASING, LATÉ, THEN DO LUNCH.
COS EVERY GIRL JUST LOVES A POSH SCHOOL BOY. WITH YOUR BURBERRY ON YOUR HEAD, YOUR DESIGNER ROUGH LOOK, YOUR VILLAS IN THE MED.

COMMENDABLE TO KEEP YOUR LAWS, SOLVE PROBLEMS IN YOUR OWN WAY - COS THAT'S WHAT'S RIGHT FOR YOU. NO POINT IN RUBBING SALT OVER OLD SORES, SCABS TORN ARE PROOF THAT YOU CAN'T COMPETE WITH EVERYTHING THAT'S NEW.

AND IT'S NOT WHAT YOU SAY; IT'S WHAT YOU DON'T DO.
I SPENT YEARS AT A TIME A PUPPET FOR YOU.

I WRITE THESE SONGS TO DETATCH MYSELF,
SEEK GUIDENCE DON'T FORGET YOUR HEALTH.
BACK IN THE DAY IT WAS ALL IN MY OWN WAY.
SINGING AWAY TO THE SOUNDTRACKS OF OUR LIVES.
I REMEMBER WHEN ON A BEDROOM EVE,
YOU TOOK OFF YOUR CLOTHES, WHISPERED IT TO ME.
CAN'T YOU SEE? I WANT THIS FOREVER

I WRITE THESE SONGS TO DETATCH MYSELF AND YOU TAKE MY LAUGHTER LIKE YOU TOOK MY HEALTH, AND I'LL SAY BITCH, HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW THE BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE WERE SPENT WITH YOU?

 

FORTRESS EUROPE

A SHIP SINKS, HUNDREDS DEAD SO FAR
AND EUROPE SMILES AS IT PAUSES TO PUT UP ITS BARS WITHOUT ASKING QUESTIONS, COS IMMIGRANTS ARE PAS LEGIT.

AND ITS JUST SHIT THAT IN THESE SO CALLED 'MODERN TIMES' COUNTRIES TAKE THE COLONIAL LINE - TOO MUCH AT STAKE TO CORRECT OLD MISTAKES OVER WINE.

A GLASS CHINK, CHIN CHIN TO THE RULES THAT STATE CONDITIONS FOR JOINING THE FRANCO-GERMAN SCHOOLS FOR LABOUR RACISTS, ATTACKING THE EASTERN STATES
WITH THE PROMISE OF SELF DETERMINATION THEN CRIPPLING LABOUR RATES, AND THIS IS NOT HOW I WANT TO BE - IN THE FUCKING U.S OF E, YOUR MOTIVES ARE SUSPECT, YOU DONT TAKE DEFEAT ADMIRABLY.

AND IN ITALY UMBERTO IS CROONING, LIKE THE ENOCH HE'D LOVE JUST TO BE, AND NEAR PALERMO THE SHIPS ARE STILL SINKING AND TRADE IS ANYTHING BUT FREE.

 

 

BEST BIT OF NEWS IN A WHILE

VERSE 1
OH LAURA, YOU LEAD ME THROUGH THESE DARKENED COBBLED STREETS.
WITH THE BLINK OF AN EYE YOU PULL ME ASIDE AND YOU KISS ME OFF MY FEET.
THIS STUFF'S MADE OF LEGENDS,
AND IT NEVER HAPPENS BUT IT DID TONIGHT.
ALL THINGS RIGHT AND I'M FLOATING.

CHORUS
NOW I'M STONED TO THE POINT OF EMBRACING RELIGION,
LOVING YOUR LIPS ON MY NECK AS WE'RE SPINNING
OUT OF CONTROL YOU'RE THE BEST BIT OF NEWS IN A WHILE.

VERSE 2
I SAW HER WITH TIRED EYES THE TYPE THAT LONG TO BLINK
YEAH THESE NIGHTS IN THE COLD, SOMETHING ELSE TO BEHOLD IF THEY ALTER HOW YOU THINK.
SO I'M GLAD FOR THE HARD TIMES.
REASSURED THAT MY CRIMES ONE DAY WILL GO,
IT'S NOT WHO YOU'RE WITH, IT'S JUST WHAT YOU KNOW.

BREAK DOWN
AND I SHOULD DO SOMETHING WITH MY LIFE,
BUT I'VE SEEN TOO MUCH ALREADY AND I'M TIRED OF ALL THE STRIFE.
SO I'LL JUST HERE FOR TODAY,
TRY MY BEST TO KEEP MY DISTANCE, CLOSURE'S NEVER BEEN SO VAGUE.
AND I DON'T WANNA DIE, I'LL LIVE A THOUSAND TIMES
AND I'LL LIVE EVERY DAY JUST WITHOUT YOU.
WITH WHITE RUSSIANS SHE SMOKES AND SHE SMILES, HANDS ROUND MY WAIST -
AND SHE'S THE BEST BIT OF NEWS IN A WHILE

 

 

THE SPLICE OF LIFE

VERSE 1
HARK BACK TO THE GOOD 'OL DAYS, THEY DON'T SEEM SO GOOD TO ME.
WHEN NOTHING CHANGES BUT YOUR PERCEPTION OF YOUR GRIEVENCES THROUGH INCONSISTENCIES.
AND A COMPLEX MIND, TRY TO OPEN UP AND FIND THE ANSWERS
TO THE QUESTIONS ALWAYS ASKED.
LIKE WHY ARE WE HERE? AND WHAT ARE WE FOR? WHAT LEAVES US ALWAYS WANTING MORE? THAN WE'RE CONTENT WITH AND I WON'T
CRY ANOTHER TEAR AS THE WORLD SLIPS INTO DISPAIR AND EMPTINESS, THROUGH A COMBINATION OF OPULANCE AND SELFISHNESS.

BRIDGE
AND I SAW A MOVIE, WHERE THE BOY GOT THE GIRL
COS HE TOLD HER HE LOVED HER BUT THAT NEVER WORKS.
IT'S A SHITTY SITUATION, IT'S A POINTLESS GAME TO PLAY.
AND I'M NOT PLAYING ANYMORE.

VERSE 2
WE'RE MORE RESTRAINED BY LAW THAN WE HAVE EVER BEEN BEFORE.
FOR WHAT? SECURITY? WELL I DON'T FEEL SECURE.
MAINTAIN YOUR PRINCIPLES, IT'S ALL YOU'VE LEFT IN THIS FUCKED UP WORLD
AND LET NOTHING OR NO-ONE TELL YOU WHAT TO DO.
LIKE WRITE A CATCHY SONG, INSTEAD IT JUST GOES ON AND ON AND ON.
AND THERE MUST BE SOMETHING ELSE
TO MAKE US GET UP EACH DAY.

CHORUS:
AND NOTHING, AND NOTHING CAN EXPLAIN WHY WE CAN'T FEEL THE SAME.
YOU HEAR SOMETHING, NOW YOU'RE RUNNING AWAY.

 

 

 

WAITING FOR DAYS TO END

VERSE 1
YOU TALK A LOT, BUT YOU DON'T SAY MUCH,
I'D LOVE JUST TO KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING.
WHEN FRIENDS ARE GONE, AND I'M OUT OF TOUCH,
TEN THOUSAND MILES AND I'M SINKING.

BRIDGE
AND IT'S NOT ENVY I JUST MISS YOU, AND YOU KNOW I WANT YOU BACK.
FRIENDS LIKE YOU ARE FAR AND FEW,
JUST ONE MORE STEP BACK AND I THINK THAT I MIGHT CRACK.

VERSE 2
DO YOU THINK IF I WRITE TO YOU FRIENDS YOU WILL THINK OF ME AWHILE?
NOW I KNOW ALL THE TRICKS OF THE TRADE, YOU CAN'T PAY THESE DEBTS WITH SMILES.
THESE CUTS RUN DEEP, LIKE MY FRIEND ROB SAID 'I JUST HADN'T READ THE BOOKS.'
THE PAGES BLEED, AND I LOOK FOR A DAYDREAM TO GET ME OFF THE HOOK.

CHORUS
AND I'M SITTING HERE IN THE FIRST SUN OF THE SPRING,
THE LIGHT HAS STOPPED ME WORKING - MY ESSAY'S IN THE BIN.
AND I'D LIKE TO THANK YOU FOR THE TIMES WE HAD,
DESPITE THESE WORDS OF ANGER YOU WERE ANYTHING BUT BAD FOR ME……..

END
INTELLIGENT MEN ARE SOMETIMES FORCED TO BE DRUNK
TO SPEND THEIR TIME WITH FOOLISH WOMEN.
BUT WHAT HAPPENS TO THE FOOLISH MEN WHO LIVE
DRUNK IN THE LOVE OF INTELLIGENT WOMEN?

 

 

WHERE IT BLEEDS BEST

VERSE 1
A ND I NEVER WANTED TO GO HOME WHEN I WAS LYING THERE WITH YOU,
ONE MAN ALONE CANNOT DO ANYTHING WITH MEMORIES FOR TWO.
AND THEY TELL ME WHEN YOU'RE BRAVE ENOUGH TO LIVE
YOU FORGET THE TIMES WHEN YOU SAT INSIDE AND COWERED BEHIND DREAMS.

VERSE 2 AND I NEVER WANTED TO GO HOME BUT I HAD NOTHING ELSE TO DO,
I WANDER STREETS IN MY MIND, LOOKING FOR THAT MAGIC SOMETHING NEW.
AND YOU'D KILL ME IF I GAVE YOU HALF THE CHANCE.
NOW YOU'RE WALTZING ROUND MY MIND AND YOU KNOW THAT I CAN'T DANCE.

BRIDGE
THAT WE'RE NOT SINGING TO REMEMBER
- IS PROOF WE'RE SINGING TO FORGET.
YOU THINK THAT WE'RE THE LAST CONTENDERS,
BUT IT HASN'T EVEN STARTED YET.

CHORUS
THESE ARE DARK DAYS, BUT WE FIGHT THEM, WE SEEM TO THINK THAT WE CAN RIGHT THEM.
VOID OF REASON, JUST APPEASING THE INSECURITIES OF OUR SAFE YOUTH.
AND YEAH THERE'S BLEEDING, INCONSEQUENTIAL, THOUGH AT THIS STAGE IT'S PREFERENTIAL.
IT'S ONLY NOW THAT SINCE I'VE LOST IT, THE BUBBLE'S BURST AND I CAN SEE THE TRUTH.

VERSE 3
ON A BEACH IN BIARRITZ AND THESE SPANISH DESPERADOS CURE WHAT WAS A FREQUENT ITCH.
I DIG MY HEELS INTO THE SAND, LET THE HASH SWEEP OVER ME AS I DREAM OF HOLDING HER HAND AGAIN…

BREAK
AND ITS NOT SO MUCH I LOST YOU, JUST THAT I'VE LOST IT SINCE YOU'VE BEEN GONE.
AND WE LIKE TO TALK OF WINNINGS AND NEW BEGINNINGS AND FOR THAT THERE HAVE BEEN SOME.
DON'T YOU KNOW THE SADDEST THING IS YOU'RE NOT LISTENING TO THIS.
I DON'T THINK IF I CAUGHT YOUR EAR YOU WOULD HELP ME GET THROUGH THIS…

OUTRO
IT'S NOT GREAT BUT IT'S SOMETHING TO WORK ON,
WELL-BUILT AND CASUALLY HANDSOME, FOR YOU THAT NEVER DID IMPRESS.
IT'S NOT A WAR BUT IT'S SOMETHING TO FIGHT FOR,
SPEAK NOW OR FOREVER HOLD YOUR PEACE.
YOU SEEM TO CUT, YOU SEEM TO CUT WHERE IT BLEEDS BEST.

 

THE STREETS ARE FOR THE LIVING

VERSE 1
IT FEELS LIKE, IT FEELS I'M STILL WAITING
FOR SOMEONE OR SOMETHING AWAY FROM HERE.
WHY DO WE HAVE TO MOVE AWAY TO KNOW THE VALUE OF OUR FRIENDS?
I'M GONNA CROSS THE ATLANTIC, TEENS GONE SO I PANIC WITH GESTURES AND I SEPARATE FROM THEM.

BRIDGE
I USED TO KNOW WHERE I WAS GOING,
WE FORCE THE DISTANCE BETWEEN OURSELVES JUST TO STOP THE NOT-KNOWING.
THE SIRENS HIT MY WALLS AND THEY RICOCHET LIKE HAMMERS ON MY BRAIN.
THE CITY SNORE DROWNS OUT THE RAIN.

VERSE 2
A BIRTH RIGHT, A CONSTANT CONFESSION OF TEENAGE CONCEPTIONS, OF FALLING SHORT.
YOU SAY 'THE STREETS ARE FOR THE LIVING' AND FOR ONCE YOU'D LIKE TO STEP OUTSIDE,
KEROUAC IN THE BACK OF A PICK-UP, IT'S ALL ABOUT THE WIND IN YOUR HAIR AND THE THRILL OF THE RIDE.

CHORUS
WE JUST THINK WITH OUR EARS AND WE DON'T LIKE WHAT WE'RE HEARING,
DAYS GO BY SWEARING, BUT YOU'RE NOT LISTENING.
HOW MANY MEMORIES ARE MINE BEFORE AGE DISTORTS THE CLAIM WE TRIED OUR BEST IN OUR TIME,
YOU KNOW ITS NOT TOO LATE TO LET GO… .

FALSE REVOLUTIONARIES

VERSE 1
AND IT'S NOT ENOUGH TO KEEP THIS STUFF INSIDE ME BREWING.
IMPATIENTLY WE ALL ASSUME THIS AMOUNTS TO RUIN.
AND IF YOU'RE GONNA LEAVE, JUST LEAVE. INDECISION LEAVES THESE CONSTANT THOUGHTS OF SLOWING.
I USED TO LET IT PASS ME BY, ON OLD FRIENDS RELY AND I DON'T KNOW WHY BUT I'M GOING.

VERSE 2
AND WE COULD BE SO MUCH BETTER THAN THIS -
WHITE MIDDLE CLASS AND NO CLUE AS TO HOW TO EXIST.
APOLOGISTS FOR THE FACT THAT WE HAVE IT ALL AND STILL WE DON'T SEE THROUGH CRAP. OUR APPETITE FOR APATHY IS CONFOUNDED BY OUR DECADENCE IN LOSING.
REMEMBER THAT WE'VE GOT A CHOICE BEFORE WE BITCH ABOUT THE DIFFICULTIES OF CHOOSING.

CHORUS
WE CALL TO ARMS AND YET WE BARELY SEE.THIS IS A FALSE REVOLUTION AND WE'RE THE FALSE REVOLUTIONARIES.

MIDDLE
YOU THINK THAT YOU CAN TAKE ME WITH THE SHITTY WRITING ON YOUR SHIRT,LIKE LABELLING YOURSELF SUBVERSIVE MAKES YOU SOME KIND OF SUBVERT.I SAY THESE BUZZ WORDS ARE JUST USELESS, THEY'LL TELL YOU ANYTHING BUT THE TRUTH.
YOU'RE NOT A PORN STAR IN THE MAKING, YOU'RE NOT A DISENFRANCHISED YOUTH, THERE'LL BE NO COUP…(AND IT GOES OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN)

LET'S NOT ASSUME

(CHORUS)
MAYBE IT'S GOOD TO BE ALONE, JUST OUT THERE DETACHED FROM WHEREVER YOU CALL HOME, BUT THAT'S ONE AND THE SAME TO YOU.
WE'VE GOT A STYLE THAT WE LIKE TO CALL OUR OWN, SO FUCK YOU! WE DON'T CARE IF THIS PROGRESS MAKES US KNOWN.
BUT I CAN'T SLEEP AT NIGHT KNOWING THIS MOMENTUM MIGHT END.
YEAH WE QUESTION THE LIMITS THAT THESE HOSTILE MESSAGES BRING.


VERSE 1, 2 & 3
OPEN UP WITH FOOLISH BANTER, THE HONED, SKILLED TOUCH OF WITHOLDING THE TRUTH,
OF A HIDDEN DESIRE, OR WHATEVER IT IS I FEEL FOR YOU.
AND ITS NOT WANTING, ITS JUST THINKING THAT I WANNA THINK OF YOU,
OLD HABBITS DIE HARD, SO DOES THE MEMORY OF SOMETHING TO LOOK FORWARD TO.

BUT THAT'S OK I WONT GO QUIETLY INTO THE NIGHT, DEFIANTLY,
I HOLD MY HEAD UP HIGH, FORGET THE DREAM I'LL LIVE THE LIE.
AND ITS NOT EASY, WHEN YOU'RE STUCK ON THE WRONG SIDE OF REALITY.
ITS LIKE GIVING UP OR GIVING IN, LIKE EVERYONE ELSE MY WILL'S BEEN BROKEN.

WITH A FONDNESS TO FORGET, I SLIP AWAY BUT NOT WITHOUT REGRET.
I COULDN'T GIVE YOU ALL YOU WANTED, EMOTIONALLY DRIVEN MY HEART'S BESET,
WITH THE HAZY EVENING OF THE SMOKEY ROOM, WHICH CLOUDS MY THOUGHTS IN THE AFTERNOON.
AND MAKES ME REMEMBER THAT ITS A LEARNING CURVE SO LETS NOT ASSUME.

BRIDGE
LOST COUNT OF WAKING UP AND FEARING WHAT COMES NEXT, CHAINED TO THE SOLID ROCK OF BITTERSWEET REGRET.

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