There's a riot on the ward - I'm leaving Fifty animals escaped their cages I'd be lying if I did no damage My combustion engine hands stroke Your fishnet, so cavalier My roundhead, my eyeball But how many of us make a wave? Rifle hard in the canopy tonight It's the mightiest river I have known Squalor seep from the ghost fellatio
Thought will kill you if it's left untreated And with that I leave the empty hangar I'd be strung up if you spoke - their batons Incomplete my decibel past Your district, my red light beams So minefield, my depth charge 'Cause I wanna live without a sound Casting out from the mouth of tireless ink Turn to stone for another uttered drop Fire my synapse with syllable intent
There's a riot on the ward, I'm leaving And with that I leave the empty hangar
Compositores: Alexander Kaines Robertshaw (Alex Kaines) (PRS), Jeremy Joseph Pritchard (PRS), Jonathan Joseph Higgs (Jonathan Higgs) (PRS), Michael David Spearman (Michael Spearman) (PRS)Editor: Polygram Music Publishing Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #4577139 em 03/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM