Never Understood - THE MOB

I love the sound of blood that trickles from my head

And stains the bodies of the people lying dead

Who gave their lives to something never understood

They don’t know where

They don’t know when

It’s happening again

My shadow pulls across that empty floor

Discarded remnants of that age and more

Who gave their lives to something never understood

They don’t know where

They don’t know when

But now it’s happening again

And as I fight to find an empty place

The yawning gap amongst the bodies fits my face

I gave my life to something never understood

Never understood

Never understood

Never understood