The Stranded - Blood Like Gasoline Lyrics
Foul figures twisting, turning, dancing on a stringGlossy carbon hearts and veins of glass, unhumanFreaks marching on to a better day, sad make believe (sad make believe)Uncharted are the routes that lead us to eternityAnd back againThrough candy skiesWe are the deadWe are the deadSuffocating, yet breathing, in a crystal place (in a crystal place)When the options are secured the choice is irrelevantA swine face forcing us to a sole decision (sole decision)In the name of the future, I defy my fate (I defy my fate)Come feel the rising of the tideCalling back todayNo wonder I don't fit into your hidingHoney, don't bother to save meCome feel the rising of the tideCalling back todayNo wonder I don't fit into your hidingHoney, don't bother to save meCome feel the rising of the tideCalling back todayNo wonder I don't fit into your hidingHoney, don't bother to save me