Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Take me to the riot

Grey skies and light fading, headlamps making patterns on the wall
Uptown it's dead now but, out here no one seems to care at all

Slick girls and sick boys and each one lining up to take it home

They hold tight their coin and pray no one has to see the fall

I'm there, yeah I serve them, the one with the empty looking eyes

Come closer, you'll see me: the face that is used to telling lies

Take me, take me to the riot,Take me...