Songtext von Suburban Symmetry

Caught in the glow of a television The world is passing by But you flick it over to a chatshow Because the world is killing you We're trapped in terraced prison cells With matching sofa sets No - this isn't me It's my suburban symmetry You hear them talk in wicked tangents And you fear what you become Your government is in control, please try to understand We don't tolerate intolerance We're trapped in terraced prison cells With matching sofa sets No - this isn't me It's my suburban symmetry