St. Peterburg - Uncut

All of this time

I’ve thought of nothing else

You’ve got to realise

We were punished first

Our wounds are so plain

Like words on the page

My ideas have changed

I’ve seen what happens next

Ahh…

You’ve come to reside

In blue lines in walls

This talk will never fix

Our machine in the ground

We tear at this

Trying to express

My ideas have changed

I’ve seen what happens next