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