Tekster: Killing Joke. Extremities, Dirt And Various Repressed Emotions. Extremities.

Extremities confusing me
Affect me night and day
Fascinated, devastated
Critical decade

Vanishing greenery, changing scenery
Yet somehow I accept
Extremities confusing me
Yet somehow I accept

White heat, I watch a meltdown
Cut the wood against the grain
Pleasure, pain one word
Extremities

I'm frightened, I'm excited
And I cannot differentiate
Between the two, can you?

White heat, I watch a meltdown
Cut the wood against the grain
Pleasure, pain one word
Extremities

Each and every one of us
Is watching for the signs
The days go by we count the moments
The moments of our lives
All the times, all the time

The earthquakes came
And the buildings all fell down
And the waves I saw
I saw the people slowly drown

Yes, the sun grew hot
And the children dehydrate
I saw the soldiers burn
I saw their skin just blister and break

Each and everyone of us is counting out
The moments of our lives all the time