Defeat upon defeat upon defeat
My brother lays
In a corner
Disaster
I feel no more, the pain is sore
Control
It's burning down the border, you say
It's not here anyway
The smell of smoke
Is filling our nose
And I've seen it all, chokes on the floor
The phones, moans, calls
Won't you ever fucking fold?
And I've seen it crawl
It's more than more
Then more...
My sister lays
In a folder
For later
We feel no more, the pain is sore
It happened somewhere else
As it always, always does
The smell of smoke
Is killing us all
And I've seen it all, chokes on the floor
The phones, moans, calls
Won't you ever fucking fold?
And I've seen it crawl
Oh it's more and more
Then more...
My brother lays
In a corner
Disaster
We Feel no more
The pain is sore
Control
