Which lie is the one that will take me and which war Generations of wage slave data family stories they said don't matter when the last breath burns in the throats of Bhopal will I feel the blade when they bury them all Hiding from us all this time ghosts flickering and out of my mind
Dead End Streets We walk by No Retreat Staring at the sun Dead End Streets the blast shadows are waiting for an answer all this time
I'll give them mine
If I could walk in my grandfather's footsteps while they glowed in the dark on his way back from the yard where the train was parked I'd say Don't turn your back Don't you trust those bastards
I wish I could say this now
Don't Walk By No retreat Staring at the sun Dead End Streets the blast shadows are waiting for an answer All this time I'll give them mine
Into our history… Not even a letter to fake a smile to say 'I'm sorry'
Our trust in this system's dead
what will it take to make you sorry?
Hiroshima started in Tennessee Let it end with me Let it end