[K. Vanderhoof / R.Munroe]



Cleaning up the wreckage of the past, how many more times

Will we have to pass the test

Their eyes have been upon our every move, they're waiting for us

We answer not to you

It's blood money, we're paying all the time,

It's blood money, no reason or no rhyme

It's blood money, we're paying all the time

It's blood money

The crime is in their minds

Huddled masses hiding down below, they wait for freedom

For how long nobody knows

We're fearing for the future and the past, we're waiting for the next time

They stab us in the back