A Messy State Songtext
von Path To Elda

Halo breaks
A memory of tongue ties
Bitter taste
Of conversations unwrapped

When we talk about the rules
I want to know
Whether we swear to a law or a gun

Punishment
The sentiment a bomb blast
Cursed in place
To never raise above class

And when we talk about the rules
I want to know
Whether they take
With a law or a gun


Oh well
I guess
No wonder the fight in our eyes is fading
Oh well
I guess
All that′s left
Is to work or die

What remains
The owners ate our profits
Poor as slaves
We must remove their safe nets

An when we talk about the rules
I want to know
Whether we take
With a law or a gun

Oh well
I guess
No wonder the light in our eyes is fading
Oh well
I guess
That all that's left
Is to fight or hide


Oh well
I guess
No wonder the light in our eyes is fading
Oh well
I guess
That all that′s left
Is to fight or hide