Words don`t mean anything to me, when living a life of hypocrisy
and time isn`t always on your side, eventually lies will colide
How can this be, that fruit of victory to me
and how can we stand together, I don`t want to be me
Working class citizens my friend, a comprehensive, incoherent friend till the end
your staring but never listening, barren trees seize all opportunities
Show me what`s going on inside your mind
cause I don`t know what you`ve been thru
