Testo di Saints

Someone said you're feeling ill Well they've got this brand new pill Does anything you want but it doesn't come cheap Fast food particles stick to the veins Car exhaust goes to the brain Sickness is always free Help doesn't come that easy Lungs black with smoke I watch my neighbors die They've got no self-control When they die no one cries "I could give a fuck for you" is the song they're singing So I wrote this one for us Now the big hand's hit the hour Could you give this up completely? Whisper to me what you want I would love to see you happy And I'd come to visit soon But these streets are filled with landmines And these buildings lie in ruin And I'm bleeding on the inside I feel angry I feel tired All bad habits turned to sickness If they're all saints then I'm a liar But I think its time we fix this