Another Side

Agnostic Front

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    Awash on the tides of city rain
    I flow through the streets and into the drains
    Numbed by the gaze of uncaring faces
    Try to offer my truth--but they drift away
    Until the streets and myself have no name
    No longer human--no longer the same
    Lost all hope--lose all dreams--No more pain
    Awake--I choke on human steam
    And the stench of animal fear
    Tonight I'm going to light a match
    And let the sewer burn--until my soul is clear
    Each night a thousand hearts are wasted
    On those who don't care if they live or die
    Each day I wade through vacant stares and wonder
    Are they looking for the same things as I
    I see the people turn away
    And still hear every word they say
    Hope someday I'll have the nerve
    To put a bullet through my brain
    And not a needle in my vein

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    Composition: Steve Martin, Roger Miret, and Alan Peters

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