Lyrics Third Live - Penal Colony

Third Live

Roadkill fascination
Isn’t that the way to do it
Wanted to be «free»
Like Tommy falling through the window
Upchuck: thrown against the wall
Braided arms swallowed my troughs
Heard the hypocrites all sing
«You're no better, none the wiser»
I’ve got a third life
Lookout
I’ve got a third life, a third life
I’ve got a third life, a third life
Bile ducks the fermentation
Slams the door on children waiting
Selective deafness hastens
Cameras flash and steal my life
Dragged out into the car
Skinheads whistle from afar
I want to see them pick me clean
Crack the ribs and pop the spleen
I’ve got a third life
Lookout
Wanted to be naked
In front of them to boost the ratings
Wanted to be naked
Regret is here, now I can’t see
Now I’ve got a third life, a third life
I’ve got a third life, a third life
Responsibility
Don’t want a third life, a third life
My kids and me
Don’t want a third life
A third life
A third life, a third life