Darra
Kid’s kicking dust, all through the streets
What they play for now, they play for keeps.
Who’s got the answers, who stole their pride?
With their eyes wide open, their mind still blind.
Chased down the chapel, who’s left to blame.
Tearing page after page, from the book of saints.
Like the little black pieces, on a chess board.
They all stand together, and then they’re unsure.
Move our hands together in glee,
With the money we have and the women we meet.
Move our hands together in glee,
With the money we have and the women we meet.
Yeah, yeah.
It’s what you said to me, was it true?
Days getting worse, then turn into weeks.
Wasted half a life, while I lie and cheat.
Burnt by the glare, of guilt and shame.
These flames raining down by the look you gave.
Dust settles in and brings with it pain.
Trust bleeds itself, yourself to blame.
Kids crying hurt all over the place,
What I just learnt now, you have known for days.
Move our hands together in glee,
With the money we have and the women we meet.
Move our hands together in glee,
With the money we have and the women we meet.
Yeah, yeah.
It’s what you said to me, was it true?
Move our hands together in glee,
With the money we have and the women we meet.
Move our hands together in glee,
With the money we have and the women we meet.
Yeah, yeah.
It’s what you said to me, was it true?