Killers - Apologies I Have None

We know this path

Know it like the back of our hands

That shake along to grinding teeth

In sync with weary legs

And a fuzzy head

But we can’t stop this

So we play our parts

With all the strength that we can

Wading through endless «how are you?"s

With smiles and nods and «yeah

I’m good cheers.

yourself?»

Then on to the next one

It’s been a long year

It’s been a long few years

Yeah it’s been a long year

And I hear that laugh

The pitch and tone

That carried us through Paris, Prague, Cardiff, Riga and Rome

To the beds we shared in London

In the flats that we called home

But it leaves a mark

We are hair triggers

Shadows of our former selves

Shells of withered figures

We are prisoners

We are killers

We are constant over-thinkers

And it’s been a long year

It’s been a long few years

Yeah it’s been a long year

But how would they know

How would they know

When the face they see you wear is not your own?

(how would they know)

How would they know

How would they know

When every inch of me that they once knew is gone?

How would they know?

It’s been a long year

It’s been a long few years

It’s been a long year