Break Something – Songtext
von Youth Sector
Break Something – Songtext
You can blend into the walls in the middle
You can make important calls in the middle
Where the pendulum swings but a little
Move on you′re not the first on the fiddle
Oh Cassandra you'd cry with the visions
Toss and turn in the night from this condition
But if ever you′d talk who would listen?
You're a naked flame in a flooded kitchen
Well what is your position?
It'll stay just the same if you don′t play the game with
Supplies, ammunition
This is a public service transmission
You could scare someone to death in the shadows
Mutter under your breath in the shadows
Where the only humour is gallows
Where the talk is cheap and the water′s shallow
Now your body and mind are adapting
If it looked like a spine was ever packed into
You skin well that's a fine piece of acting
When the room around you′s trashed you remain in tact
Well what is your position?
It'll stay just the same if you don′t play the game with
Supplies, ammunition
So as a public service we just want you to
Break something, yeah, yeah
Break something
Something, anything, something, anything
Have you got more to show us
Than is coming across?
Have you still got your mind
Or has it been lost?
You don't have to show what you′ve got in your hands
And you never ask questions you don't understand
Though it's bleaker than bleak, if you stand and you speak
This could all be wrapped up in a matter of weeks
Oooh
Oooh
Well what is your position?
It′ll stay just the same if you don′t play the game with
Supplies, ammunition
So as a public service we just want you to
Break something, yeah, yeah
Break something
Something, anything, something, anything
Is something, is anything
Is something, is anything
You can make important calls in the middle
Where the pendulum swings but a little
Move on you′re not the first on the fiddle
Oh Cassandra you'd cry with the visions
Toss and turn in the night from this condition
But if ever you′d talk who would listen?
You're a naked flame in a flooded kitchen
Well what is your position?
It'll stay just the same if you don′t play the game with
Supplies, ammunition
This is a public service transmission
You could scare someone to death in the shadows
Mutter under your breath in the shadows
Where the only humour is gallows
Where the talk is cheap and the water′s shallow
Now your body and mind are adapting
If it looked like a spine was ever packed into
You skin well that's a fine piece of acting
When the room around you′s trashed you remain in tact
Well what is your position?
It'll stay just the same if you don′t play the game with
Supplies, ammunition
So as a public service we just want you to
Break something, yeah, yeah
Break something
Something, anything, something, anything
Have you got more to show us
Than is coming across?
Have you still got your mind
Or has it been lost?
You don't have to show what you′ve got in your hands
And you never ask questions you don't understand
Though it's bleaker than bleak, if you stand and you speak
This could all be wrapped up in a matter of weeks
Oooh
Oooh
Well what is your position?
It′ll stay just the same if you don′t play the game with
Supplies, ammunition
So as a public service we just want you to
Break something, yeah, yeah
Break something
Something, anything, something, anything
Is something, is anything
Is something, is anything
Writer(s): Nick Smith, Nick Tompkins, Joshua Matthew Terence Doyle, Bradley Cameron Moore, Steve Ray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

