Home.
Where I belong.
Games of chess we are,
in the world.
When the lights, go out.
Who will hold your hand.
As the darkness seeps,
under your door.
What will your mother think?
War that clash the chords.
Chords that turn to words.
Words and Polymers.
I can never turn the war.
Wars that clash the chords.
Chords that turn to words.
Words and Polymers.
I can never change the war.
War will never end.
Stop.
Listen here.
There’s a breaking point,
for the world we live in.
All of the men
and women alike.
Need the change,
that will never come,
unless you dig,
the knife out of your neighbors spine.
What would your child think?
Wars that clash the chords.
Chords that turn to words.
Words and Polymers.
I can never change the war.
Wars that clash the chords.
Chords that turn to words.
Words and Polymers.
I can never change the war
War will never end.
War will not end war.
Feel the blood down your neck.
We only live or die.
Wars that clash the chords.
Chords that turn to words.
Words and Polymers.
I can never change the war.
Wars that clash the chords.
Chords that turn to words.
Words and Polymers.
I can never change the war.
War will never end.
