The Favourite Game - It's A Crime

It's A Crime

The fire in my head
keeps me screaming out in time
but knowing what to do makes me cry
Makes me cry til my eyes won't shut

You feel in your blood
Yeah you feel it in your bones
But I don't wanna be a slave
A slave my feet are burnt

So I'm getting rid of it
yeah i'll throw it overboard
I'll leave it far behind
But it creeps, yes it creeps
But it creeps in the water

I'll leave it up to God
He's got arms made out of gold
He'll squash me like a worm
cause I'm weak, yes I'm weak
cause I'm weak, yes I'm weak

It's all over
... soldiers
Are taking over
We're free
Yes we're free