| Race, rabbit heart race
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| Red wine coursed through vindictive veins
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| Red river, run
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| Help me forget what I have done
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| And what I’ve yet to do
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| Everyone I’ll hurt when I’ve seen this through
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| If I can’t cater to the likes of you
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| Who’re you to dispute armour of valid truth
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| Seven doors, curtain call
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| Half way around the world I’ve lost it all
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| Each inhibition, all prohibition
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| Thrown to the wind as a nation listens
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| With their ears to the ground
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| Coveting the forfeit of a crown
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| That doesn’t exist
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| With their ears to the ground
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| If you speak of a demon now
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| It appears
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| All I’ve ever wanted was to believe
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| Before my family’s eyes are torn from me
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| I’m finding it hard to believe
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| In the things I cannot see
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| (like I used to)
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| Like I did
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| Most days I’m tracking back in torment
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| When I remember when
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| Our innocence quelled ignorance
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| A peripheral indifference
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| Now it’s ‘fuck that, you made your bed'
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| You think I don’t regret what I did to them?
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| I can’t take it back and I won’t pretend
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| But I’m man enough to have dropped her hands
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| Like I’d said
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| All I’ve ever wanted was to believe
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| Before my family’s eyes are torn from me
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| I’m finding it hard to believe
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| In the things I cannot see
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| (like I used to) x3, like I
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| I know I fucked up but I was only a kid
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| I was too short sighted to see what I did
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| I destroyed what was left of the little you had
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| And now nothing can bring it back |