We've taken it to the end Where the grey tuens to black And the white just begins-
We live everyday on the water The night just kills the pain From the suffering that was We are no stronger-we are dust-
Down in the crowd we're down on our knees Wanna get out but don't wanna succeed We're the red-eyed legends of the night before We're the dead mind babies of the T.V. war-
Living in a rectory of sin Against the currents we all swim Cageless wonders of sometime when The paper icon's chase will end-
Germs Our Way