Iamx

Think of england

Iamx
In the grip of a winter came, love and greed
Insane with faith, I took the driving front seat
In the low light comfort of Berlin streets
A calm from emptiness duetted with my body heat

I was alone at the front line
The message I was taught was the triumph and
The joy of a lifetime

I just can't think of England
Can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire, the fire

I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire, the fire, the fire

In the twilight hours of nervous rest
I bought the peace before believing the threat
In a foreign field I cut all regrets
But the poison stories just repeat themselves in fucked up mess

I was alone for the first time
The message I was taught was the triumph and
The joy of a lifetime

I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire, the fire

I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire, the fire

I just can't think of England
Can't see the picture
(Aaaahh…)
Can't see the picture
(Aaaahh…)
Can't see the picture.

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