Third Live - Penal Colony

Roadkill fascination

Isn’t that the way to do it

Wanted to be «free»

Like Tommy falling through the window

Upchuck: thrown against the wall

Braided arms swallowed my troughs

Heard the hypocrites all sing

«You're no better, none the wiser»

I’ve got a third life

Lookout

I’ve got a third life, a third life

I’ve got a third life, a third life

Bile ducks the fermentation

Slams the door on children waiting

Selective deafness hastens

Cameras flash and steal my life

Dragged out into the car

Skinheads whistle from afar

I want to see them pick me clean

Crack the ribs and pop the spleen

I’ve got a third life

Lookout

Wanted to be naked

In front of them to boost the ratings

Wanted to be naked

Regret is here, now I can’t see

Now I’ve got a third life, a third life

I’ve got a third life, a third life

Responsibility

Don’t want a third life, a third life

My kids and me

Don’t want a third life

A third life

A third life, a third life