Underbelly - Boxed In

I’m in the belly of the beast

In the colonised streets

All about wolves are out

Searching for release

We are the crux of fear

We are barely here

We just know daggers and bows

Gather up the tears

You lost all your trust

Got so messed up

Dig deep earn your keep

Hoping that we give a fuck

Can you be so sure

That these thoughts are pure

Don’t wait to second guess

All your searching for

Is this all you believe in?

Is this all you believe in?

Is this all you believe in?

Is this all you believe in?

In the cold night air

You get what you bear

You featured as a thousand bats

Defeat is an awful hit

With all eyes off you

Damn crimes on cue

Too late you lost your break

Even if you wanted to

Is this all you believe in?

Is this all you believe in?

Is this all you believe in?

Is this all you believe in?