Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hateful Comforts, artist - Burning Love. Album song Rotten Thing to Say, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 18.06.2012
Record label: Southern Lord
Song language: English
Hateful Comforts |
| CNN amnesiac waiting for the earth to crack |
| Memorize the planted phrase, burn the books, retract the praise |
| Let the people sink or swim, these polls won’t save their skin |
| Strength in numbers. |
| Hateful comforts |
| We back the winners and bury the others |
| 51%. |
| Your opinion for rent |
| I watched horrified as the good things came to light |
| Because it was everything we ever wanted, but something still just wasn’t right |
| Sigh of false relief. |
| Nothing up my sleeve |
| Have I helped your disbelief? |
| Well, no |
| Only ever have to blind half the people half the time |
| All the patriotic minds will follow |
| Duty-bound amnesiac, world war three strapped to his back |
| Don’t ask him who he’s for tomorrow |
| It’s forever a new day. |
| Stand tall, look down and say |
| What spineless bastards all when backed against the wall |
| But you were never one of that fearful chorus at the tail end of alarmists' |
| strings |
| Who let the breaking news pick our enemies for us, but if not us then who were |
| they? |
| And where were these fearless freedom fighters |
| When a wrong word could land you on a no fly list? |
| Or are we at the part where that was Them and never Us? |
| Oh surely you exaggerate. |
| I don’t remember it that way |
| All but our proudest moments swept under the rug |
| A proud history, you pick and choose |
| What to Never Forgive and Never Forget |
| And he says I’d never sink to that |
| No, I wouldn’t sink to that |
| I’m more rational, less gullible — a better man than that |
| But I could swear the mob was here |
| Still smell the smoke of mosques on fire |
| Still see the words washed off the walls |
| So who were the brave ones that disappeared into the crowd? |
| The collapsible mob along for the ride that turns into smoke at the turn of the |
| tide? |
| Two sides to every fence, and the optimist he says: |
| Why split hairs in peacetime? |
| Let’s celebrate with a new line |
| Disown it all when the pendulum swings back |
| And it’s back to the pitchfork, back to the high horse |
| Back to trauma politics for all |
| Will you remember this when it matters, or do you thank your gods for a free |
| world |
| Where nothing goes unscripted anymore? |
| Buying time / Tricks of the light |
| Are we moving forward or just side to side? |
| Yesterday’s hero — tomorrow’s strung up witch |
| And there’s two sides to every fence for the 51% |