CRIPPLED TIMES Songtext
von Regals

Exiled on the main strip
Sycophants with performative grifts
Chipmunks with their cheeks filled wide
Desperate searching from the other side

It′s like hell when I think about
And I'm always thinking ′bout it
And I'm unwell from all the weight of it
But I carry on in these crippled times


Everyone's got a dog in the fight
They′ve been told that it′s alright
I've seen it all from the early ages
Blood just keeps spilling from the holes we′re creating

It's like hell when I think about
And I′m always thinking 'bout it
And I′m unwell from all the weight of it
But I carry on in these crippled times

It's like hell when I think about
And I'm always dreaming ′bout it
And I′m unwell from all the weight of it
It carry's on and on and on and on and on
And everyone′s got a dog in the fight
They don't know they′re 'bout to lose it
But I carry on in these crippled times