All my books lay on the table -
- waitin' to unfold
I sit & stare at my reflection
- where the darkness dulls my bones
My head fills like a junk shop -
- in desperate need of repair
The path of least resistance leads to the
garbage heap of despair (I think I'd better get back in bed!)
"I'm just a symptom of the moral decay -
thats gnawing at the heart of the country"
You can't destroy your problems - by destroying yourself,
DEATH - is not the answer for your soul may burn in hell
My memory my fond deceiver -
- is turning all my past into pain
While I'm being raped by progress -
Tomorrow's world is here to stay
(they wouldn't have it any other way)
Jeremy Meek - bass guitar
Matt Johnson - synths, instruments, percussion, vocals