Tekst :

God rid us
Of our, our conscience
So we can float away

God rid us
Of our, our conscience
So we can float away

God rid us
Of our, our conscience
So we can float away

So you kill a soldier
War eaten dress
Tip my hat to face the facts
To gamble conversation hints
You said you were a relative
Of the Rin Tin Towel of Witch
You dream of my activity
But your someone else s able bitch

Readjust your own, oh well...

Its got nothing to do with you
I know when the wrong thing is right to do
I aint no bastard son of a bitch
Not a control freak, just got that itch
If i could just be where I see me
How hard is...

We talk about it, Now be about it,
It s not so hard to scream and shout it,
Everybody s so down when it s safe and sound,
You wanna prove something, well do it now,
Are you ready to die for us, are you willing to lose your freedom?
Are you ready, are you...

Save me, save me, save me, wooh

I ve gotta stop my mind
Working overtime
It s driving me insane
It will not let me live
Always so negative
It s become my enemy

Save me, ah ah
Save me,...

I can find so much to be done I can keep my emotions at bay.
I can always mix with the crowd but some how I cant get through the day.
But your smile begins to haunt me as the evening comes around

Another night and still your gone
another dream that your...