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You hear voices as the wind blows
Asking, "Can't you see?"
Reminding you to breathe
It's only time before it catches up
To you and all your broken luck
I found a better way
To get even with my memory

In the darkness where the angels cry
Give us water, give us back our eye's
Our beds this concrete floor
And it's all we have left to live for
A day we'll never face
We're only second handed
Sick and lonely fighting back the tears
And every urge to van Gogh both our ears

That's it we've had enough
Please turn that fucking radio off
Ain't nothin' on the air wave in the despair we feel
No

In the shadows where their heads hang low
You hear voices as the wind blows
Asking, "Can't you see?"
Reminding you to breathe
It's only time before it catches up
To you and all your broken luck
I found a better way
To get even with my enemies

That's it we've had enough
Please turn that fucking radio off
Ain't nothin' on the air wave in the despair we feel

That's it we've had enough
Put walk among us on and turn it up
Ain't nothin' on the air wave in the hatred we feel
No

This is our biggest fear
The only tunes that we hear
Come via antenna through your car radio-oh-no

That's it we've had enough
(We've had enough!)
That's it we've had enough
(We've had enough!)

You hear voices as the wind blows
Asking, "Can't you see?"