organized And baby, let's, let's set ourselves free, come on You see now, baby, how this fire turns to flames And all they're offering is bigger cages, longer chains
Translation: International Noise Conspiracy. Bigger Cages, Longer Chains.
gonna set myself on fire, seems to, seems to be the golden rule expressions not that easy when you're, when you're taught to be a fool we still stutter
you got heart, you are full of soul, so beautiful and so alone you got heart, you are full of soul, so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful comes autumn you long
together and get organized, and baby let's, let's set ourselves free you see now baby how this fire turns to flames and all they are offering is bigger cages and longer chains
girl you don't know what you are to me, you are my baby doll you are my compass star, you drive me up the wall girl you don't know what you mean to me
I'm all numb in my body baby, and I can't feel a thing and I've been bending over backwards so long that it doesn't bother me I've seen the ad's and
here comes another blank sequel, words are not working, they are not equal baby aint it boring to always speak in the same old cliches <a href="http