The colours are changing
Edges disappear
Children walk the street
Being raised by fear
Petrol, glass and blood
A cocktail of violence
Lock their problems away
Keep them silent
You should've seen it coming
You should've seen it coming
The cup renneth over
Separation of earth and state
Face the firing line
Let them choose their fate
Wounded like the ribs
Of a martyr of time
Make the decision
Create the design
You should've seen it coming
You should've seen it coming
You should've seen it coming
You should've seen it coming
You should've seen it coming
You should've seen it coming
