Provenance At The Barricades
So, it's a fact now, what should have been the bloody
years of my life, down the drain
So, I'm on the bed, I hate my heart for pumping
Things will never be the same
Wish I was dead and no one cared
Wish I was dead and that I dared
Left to fight despair
Truthfully I really should have been aware
I clench my fists
So, I bite down hard, I won't go out like this
Yes, you'll find me there... at the barricades
See you at the barricades; meet you there, at the
barricades
So, I'm at the front
I hate my heart for pumping
Things will always be the same
It always ends like this, always had and always will
You're all the same
Wish I was dead and no one cared
Wish I was dead and that I dared
Wish you were dead and no one cared
Wish you were dead and that I dared
See you at the barricades; meet you there, at the
barricades
