What Fresh Hell 가사

Blood red sky casting out on the street below Seven witnesses all with nothing to say Red, black and blue, colors of the new rainbow Looks like the new boss thinks he's here to stay It's hard to know if it's too far When you're pushing for a cause It's hard to know if it's too far If nothing is ever explained What fresh hell is this? Can it be fixed by a kiss? Is there justice for the one that's been sold down the river What fresh hell is this? Skin on skin, never meeting of the minds Five long years and still nothing has changed Zone by zone, we're turning into a war ground Feels just like the old boss, maybe everything is prearranged It's hard to reason with someone Who only wants to move backwards It's hard to reason with someone Who doesn't want you to move at all What fresh hell is this? Can it be fixed by a kiss? Is there justice for the one that's been sold down the river What fresh hell is this? It's hard to know if it's too far When you're pushing for a cause It's hard to know if it's too far If nothing is ever explained What fresh hell is this? Can it be fixed by a kiss? Is there justice for the one that's been sold down the river What fresh hell is this?