Need to Shout
Until blood shows
And later on, when it's gone, when something's wrong
The violence grows
And it's designed, to spy and try
To poke your eyes, while laying low
Beneath the seven different reasons for satellites
Eleven different reasons for fists and fights
There's never been a reason for shouting where, it's quiet,
But no-ones ever listening
Seven different reasons for satellites
Eleven different reasons for fists and fights
There's never been a reason for shouting where, it's quiet,
But no-ones ever listening
When you need to shout, shout
When you need to shout, shout
When you need to shout, shout
No-ones ever listening
When you need to shout, shout
When you need to shout, shout
When you need to shout, shout
No-ones ever listening
And don't go dragging your name
Through the mud, and the rain
When it dries I know some dust that wants to get in your eyes
Put a stethoscope on, you'll notice the beat is gone
All that's left is hesitations from your previous life
Don't go dragging your name
Through the mud, and the rain
When it dries I know some dust that wants to get in your eyes
Put a stethoscope on, you'll notice the beat is gone
All that's left is hesitations from your previous life
Autor(es): BIRD