Fight Craft
Make up your lost little mind
What is it that you want me to do?
It’s not my fight
I listen to them and I listen to you
Secrets you all keep
There is no trust
If there’s a satisfaction policy
Then it’s covered in dust
Continue to ignore me
But don’t ask if someone is missin’
You may hear each other
But you don’t actually listen
Go on challenge me again
See how far I’ll bend
I may seem weak
But death is something you can’t mend
Pollute us with this talk of family
Make it seem like we can choose
You only care about the money
At the end of the day we all lose
More artificial then paraplegic leg
I dare you to continue to be a liar
But eventually no one will listen
Who will save you from a fire?
The drug taking’s so natural
But I guess its users choice
It’s a deadly way to escape
But then again, it’s away from your voice
It’s so easy to get a job here
Wait to someone checks into an agency
6 months later
There’ll be a vacancy
So this psychological crisis
Where I go to learn
Money is what you get
Respect is what you earn
There really is no compromise
Cause for you everything is fine
Put yourself in my shoes
Or else draw a chalk line
Colin Rendell - Copyright 2004 ©
Make up your lost little mind
What is it that you want me to do?
It’s not my fight
I listen to them and I listen to you
Secrets you all keep
There is no trust
If there’s a satisfaction policy
Then it’s covered in dust
Continue to ignore me
But don’t ask if someone is missin’
You may hear each other
But you don’t actually listen
Go on challenge me again
See how far I’ll bend
I may seem weak
But death is something you can’t mend
Pollute us with this talk of family
Make it seem like we can choose
You only care about the money
At the end of the day we all lose
More artificial then paraplegic leg
I dare you to continue to be a liar
But eventually no one will listen
Who will save you from a fire?
The drug taking’s so natural
But I guess its users choice
It’s a deadly way to escape
But then again, it’s away from your voice
It’s so easy to get a job here
Wait to someone checks into an agency
6 months later
There’ll be a vacancy
So this psychological crisis
Where I go to learn
Money is what you get
Respect is what you earn
There really is no compromise
Cause for you everything is fine
Put yourself in my shoes
Or else draw a chalk line
Colin Rendell - Copyright 2004 ©
