And nothing seems to matter
When I'm on your side
I'm breaking my harm
Then you lost your pride
If it all gets too much
There's things you can do
To end it all now
Or see it all through
And tell me no stories
There's things to be said
To escape with a fortune
Your blood will be spared
And wisdom is your virtue
I heard them all scream
Led away to their own fates
I believe in your dreams
Poor people on the issue
Come fight for what's right
Go take what's yours
On the day of your voice
I need you oh
And those ghastly terms
A special fear
And it's me and a friend
Left in a room
Just me and a friend
Out of this place now
Nor else we're never gonna get out of here
Just left in a room
That's all
