Paroles de No Honour Among Thieves

Mark these words and hear their truth You mean nothing to me Your handshakes to play fake make me want to scream The engine runs harder than your lies never could Than your lies ever could Just to mark these words What price do we pay for something that we give away? To reclaim what we have lost Never to be found (x2) Thieves stealing the beating heart of our art And trample it into dust Like lifelines and hard times There are enough to go around Break the back of this slavery We are nothing, but cattles Another sale in the marketplace There's enough to go around What price do we pay for something that we give away? To reclaim what we have lost Never to be found (x2) We disengage Nothing left to say (nothing left to say) To hold us down (nothing left to say) To hold us down (we disengage) What price do we pay for something that we give away? To reclaim what we have lost Never to be found (x2)