Winter Blind - Radiation City

I’m so blind

And there is no time

All open wounds, healing’s a chore

The filth here

Is still clear

Our fears and ambitions are scattered around on the floor

They watch with a certain

Thick but sorta see-through curtain

Teeth in a grin, no, teeth in a grimace

Bet I know which it is

And we have it

Out of habit

Or it’s in the blood, it feels better written that way

But the truth is

We are ruthless

Bring the bitch to its knees is the saying as if it’s so easy

I mean it when I say it

I need you all to stay sitting

Down on a line that is moving all the time

But I’ll be back here some day

Oh

You got it good

No

You wanna look

But don’t

Tell it to the moon

Tell it to the moon