Sedation - Front Line Assembly

Sweet, sweet sensation,

Across my back.

I will be following you,

No retreat

Turning back now.

At night time

Just to cross the trails

Flood control.

On that wall

Sealed between cracks.

Hide, hide the violence

He returns the gun

Retreat within yourself.

Retreat within yourself.

Switch the station

Across my back

And we turn them back

He is coming back

Hiding with no one else.

No chance to acquire

Retreat within yourself.