Sick of all the help
When apologies are mute
I don't see the point
When you fabricate the truth.
Years and years have gone and our heads still roll along.
You make me cave in your master mayhem
I wish that I was wrong
Turn up the fire
You are required to keep fighting darker days
Always
Good enough reason to find the freedom you once had when you were young
Citizen
I've seen inside your soul
There's no light for you my dear
You're just a pretty prison in a black hole
Freak out when you see love has gone but
Green lights flicker for your new dawn
Turn up the fire
You are required to keep fighting darker days
Always
Good enough reason to find the freedom you once had when you were young
Citizen
Citizen
