Songtext von Further From The Few

This play – a price upon my head Switch back – loosen up your thread The underlining truth. Something out of you Knees deep. Superficial waste. The unbearable sting and broken taste Sanctify your sin. You push the needle in (Sailing) Sterilise your view, when you’re further from the few (Shame me) Cover me with doubt, I’m stronger now somehow Folding, arms against the glare Changing, are we so severe? Holding to the reigns Hands calloused with age This place, a plague upon the rest Plug in, tighten up the fray Justify your skin, you stab yourself again I chased the main line followed direction home with you This city’s burning and there’s nothing you can do I chased the main line followed direction home with you This city’s burning and there’s nothing, there’s nothing you can do