Dustbins Of History

Like the precision of a stutter
And the comfort of being drowned
Do we need more ammunition
Than just one look around
No comfort in isolation
Just reminders of what s wrong
And still we sit here hoping
For something to come along
I want you to know that we re gonna bleed
Into the dustbins of history
And I can t see why you wanna be
In the dustbins of history
In the margins of existence
While life is passing by
I ve heard all the excuses
Of someone afraid to try
No courage in resignation
Just acceptance of the facts
And still you sit there hoping
For something to save your back
I want you to know that we re gonna bleed
Into the dustbins of history
And I can t see why you wanna be
In the dustbins of history
I don t wanna stay but I can t leave
I want you to know that we re gonna bleed
Into the dustbins of history
I want you to know that we re gonna bleed
Into the dustbins of history
And I can t see why you wanna be
In the dustbins of history
I don t wanna stay but I can t leave
I want you to know that we re gonna bleed
Into the dustbins of history