Из альбома: Worhead
This is not a choice
It is a consequence of human action
You cannot conceive my past
So just see what you think I’m after
Jump a fence and strap myself
To miles of moving metal
If it thunders over concrete
Do you think I’d do this just for fortune?
Justify your mind
Living on the French side
I’m your son or only daughter
Brought from certain slaughter
Doctor, Tinker, Tailor, Brick-layer
From Pakistan to Eritrea
Living in a cage of shit
This jungle is a real reducer
Humanise a lion
While you haven’t heard of Hamid Moussa
Justify your mind
Living on the French side
Then a boy washed
Then a boy washed
Death on your mind
He was beauty
And it made you think
«He could have been mine»
And the frame changed
Horror came
You realised
That we actually were people
And you had to be kind
Then the coin dropped
Everything got rearranged
For a minute we were human
You could spare a bit of change
It’s a fine line
In a lifetime
'Cause Paris happened
And we turned back into a swarm of flies
Justify your mind
Living on the French side
Living on the French side
Justify your mind
Living on the French side