Inner City Rejects - The (International) Noise Conspiracy

Inner city rejects, got a mind of their own

We’re all choking ourselves on laughter while we’re, while we’re in this

killing zone

All the drama baby, where’s the beauty in this fear

Pouring gasoline over our bodies, just to get ourselves outta here

It’s gonna one way that’s gonna be short enough to get us outta here

It’s gonna be one way that’s gonna be short enough to get us outta here

All the drama darling, I saw your name written on the wall

Bright light seduction, made it feel so alone and small

Drive a knife right through me, I mutilate my soul for you

I said, down here, everywhere, feels so lonesome, feels so blue

It’s gonna be one way that’s gonna be short enough to get us outta here

It’s gonna be one way that’s gonna be short enough to get us outta here

You’re beautiful, we’re all bored, down here we’re sold us all for gold

It’s a mission, outta control, who’s really on the payroll

You’re beautiful, we’re all bored, down here we’re sold us all for gold

It’s a mission, outta control, who’s really on the payroll

We’re dying in the city

We’re dying in the city

We’re dying in the city

Eyes open up but my mind is shut, I said

We’re dying in the city

We’re dying in the city

We’re dying in the city

Eyes open up but my mind is shut, I said

Uh uh oh yeah!

Uh uh alright!

Uh uh oh yeah!

Uh uh that’s right!

Uh uh oh yeah!

Uh uh alright!

Inter-nation drama, sounds like another cliche

But there’s ???

so young and pretty, without ever finding a way

Children of production, is there enough ???

pointed for you

Breathin' fumes of inner city traffic, just to get some fresh air trough