Tekster:
Dispatch Who Are We Living For

your heels Outside misconstrued, the search continues The hidden afraid are never betrayed By the already found and taken away Oh, and in a different place the hands that hold your face Are

We hear the dealers with the words That ride the tails Of their cigarette smoke Sliding through the tunnels of our ears Those greasy marionettes Of real

, since you been around Yeah, since you been around Sold out man from across the way He thought he heard what he heard you say "Hey now, man your watch it shines" For

Wanna be Your bread and butter Wanna be The honey in your jar Wanna be Your bread and butter Wanna be The honey in your jar

One old man a ten hour day And not a dime to spare Playin' on his pawn shop horn And breathin' into the air I've got more coal to fire And another

Green river flows Like grass melting Later it will run black Down its track Into an ocean She stands on the bridge Dimlight on her back Someday I will

One old man a ten hour day And not a dime to spare Playin' on his pawn shop horn And breathin' into the air I've got more coal to fire And another soul

say open up we're comming inside you can't run so you may as well hide we got the place covered from head to toe, head to toe open up we're comming inside

while Cause it's been too long since you been around Sold out men from across the way He thought he heard what he heard you say Hey now man your watch it shines For