Here we stand in the line of fire we’re slaves to the criminal justice.
Outside the sun is shining but inside my heart it’s just dark.
Everyone seems so friendly all they need is just a spark.
Some should receive an Oscar for putting up a good charade.
All I can see is just chaos around me.
Here we stand in the line of fire we’re slaves to the criminal justice.
What happens if we can’t get higher we’re stuck in the criminal justice.
Take me away from this shithole take me where the wild flowers grow.
Show me the clear blue sky in a place I’ve never seen before.
Suicide solution, what happens if it’s black.
What do you need, what do you need.
Here we stand in the line of fire we’re slaves to the criminal justice.
What happens if we can’t get higher we’re stuck in the criminal justice.
You will make it if you are a psycho we’re stuck in the criminal justice.
It isn’t hard to become a wacko (wanker), we’re slaves to the criminal justice.
Yeah
Take me away from this shithole take me where the wild flowers grow.
Here we stand in the line of fire we’re slaves to the criminal justice.
What happens if we can’t get higher we’re stuck in the criminal justice.
You will make it if you are a psycho we’re stuck in the criminal justice.
It isn’t hard to become a wacko (wanker), we’re slaves to the criminal justice.
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