[Verse 1:] They told me to write a soundtrack For the kids who ain't have...
No home. this is not any form of home. Home home is where the heart...
Do you remember who you believe angel When the chart was in the rise Do...
Maidin is tús an lae Is fágaim mo bhaile Tá mo chroíse go brón Is...
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand into the...
What's this useful optimism Empty-headed kids are bad God i'm...
Helpless it may seem But only in my dreams These...
In scotland we flatter the english By giving victories over...
I endeavour to struggle at the ... I remember another...
Gun metal skies Broken eyess Claustrophobic concrete English high-rise Exterminate...
Life on your own, don't really make you free You...
I get sick of living in the city Everyone's a...
Fell from grace, i lost my faith My heart feels...
You said making love is a form of violence You...
Out of darkness came forth a blinding light Bizzing(?) in...