Where do I belong
Where do I go back to
The skin thing rips into the heart
The skin thing rips us in two
You fascist fools
Good for leaders people don’t think
The skin thing rips into the heart
The skin thing rips us in two
You fucking fools
Where colour is a fortress
Morality and merit are both worthless
The skin thing rips into the heart
The skin thing rips us in two
You fucking fascist fools
Good for leaders people don’t think
People don’t think