T.T.O.

Out there on the pathway, on a weekday
Are the signs I can't ignore
In the places, in your faces
They have been there all along
While, in the meantime we are docile
There is nothing to offer
But our bodies for your stories
Everyone must now suffer

Take them out
But we don't know who they are
Take them out
But we don't know
No we don't know who they are

Can you show knife-play in their x-ray?
In this broken seminar
On a mission of destruction
We know you cannot be far
There ain't no answers, it can't change us
We'll be gone before they are
We'll be shot on the highway, living your doomsday
Up on the big screen with the stars

Take them out
But we don't know who they are
Take them out
But we don't know
No we don't know who they are

We are all to blame, we turn away
It's so insane, now make them pay
We are all to blame, we turn away
It's so insane, now make them pay
We are all to blame, we turn away
It's so insane, now make them pay
We are all to blame, we turn away
It's so insane, now make them pay



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Writer(s): Mark James Lawrence
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