Torture - Saigon Kick

Freedom seems to haunt you

But the voice ain’t that familiar

Action seems to call you

But you’re feeling quite the same

Seasons from with torture

Yet your feet can’t find the ground

Reeling from the pressure

And this isn’t safer ground

You can’t justify your shameless ways

Actions from the homeland

Does that mean the party’s over?

Feelings not divided

And your shoes will hit the ground

Checking from the family

We’re living without wisdom

Trying to gain an inch

On this southern ground

You can’t justify your shameless ways

Way to hard to see what’s in yourself

You can’t read the meaning in that soul, oh yeah

Living on the outskirts

Of the town in West Dakota

Trying to fix the barn

Somethin' is tryin' to us

And they’re hard to get away from

Got to beat your death

But we have to live this way

You can’t justify your shameless

Way too hard to see what’s in yourself

You can’t read the meaning in that soul oh yeah

It’s way too hard to see what’s in yourself

You can’t read the meaning in that soul oh yeah