Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Question The Answer, artist - Strike Anywhere. Album song To Live In Discontent, in the genre Хардкор
Date of issue: 24.01.2005
Record label: Epitaph
Song language: English
Question The Answer |
Are you a hard-faced boy |
With hooligan eyes? |
Are your hands driven to murder |
The conscience they teach you to despise? |
In a world full of the sellout condition |
With your hands still on the triggers of the weapons of war |
Your sing and choke on the tears of your hatred |
Wounded but living to fight again, for what? |
For what? |
They preach their disorder |
They make you accomplice |
And try and say there’s nothing left |
For you to do |
Are you a hard-faced boy |
With hooligan eyes? |
Are your hands driven to murder |
The conscience they teach you to despise? |
In a world full of the sellout condition |
With your hands still on the triggers of the weapons of war |
Your sing and choke on the tears of your hatred |
Wounded but living to fight again, for what? |
We can liberate each other |
Scream out against the void |
Communicate, not separated |
We live to arm this joy |
Arm this joy |
Why do we do what they tell us? |
Why do we do what they say? |
Why do we do what they tell us? |
Why am I controlled by what they say? |
Right now, you can’t be shut down or go mad |
Be binded, not so bad |
In every tongue, with every voice |
Arm this joy |
To the government, the world stage |
Our voices, this outrage |
In every tongue, with every word |
Arm this joy |
Right now, hooligan captive |
Girls and boys, we make this noise for life |
For life |
Will you walk on the battlefield with me? |
Our hearts defying with our shins against the sun |
I’m not the only one |
In a world full of the sellout condition |
With your hands still on the triggers of the weapons of war |
Your sing and choke on the tears of your hatred |
Wounded but living to fight again, for what? |
For what is life? |
To the government, the world stage |
Our voices, this outrage |
With every tongue, with every voice |
Arm this joy |
Why do we do what they tell us? |
Why do we do what they say? |
Why do we do what they tell us? |
Why am I controlled by what they say? |