Nobody Likes A Hero - The Ghost Of A Thousand
It's just a common cold
Brought on by a lack of trust
It's just a small stone
Hanging from an iron cross
It's just a black mark picked up
By a f**king nurse we walk away
Walk away like it's not our fault
Walk away
Walk away like it's not our fault
Can't see mouth fills up
With tar black tar
If only you could see
I can't see it
My mouth fills up
It's just that we're dazzled
In the homes of the magistrates
Tongue whip gold no choice
Tongue whip gold no choice
We're dazzled in the homes
Of the magistrates
Can't see it my mouth fills up
With tar black tar
If only you could see
We're dazzled in the homes
Of the magistrates
We're dazzled in the homes
Of the magistrates
We're dazzled by the magistrates