Godflesh

i'll dig deep
i'll hide away
i'll dig deep
turn night to day
i don't want to
control you
but you want to
control me
submission
it's so easy
play the game
by your rules

our peace
is now in pieces
but what else would
you expect
but we're nothing
nothing in truth

here comes
the internal
winter
where innocence forgets

no desire, no air to breathe
no desire, no need to seethe
i'm just a child
that's always been
i need to justify
just to survive
what i want
is what you get
but what i want
is not yours yet
what you want
you always get
but what you want
is not dead yet

Your blood on my hands, Your blood on my hands
Grey machines, Dying ocean

Slateman

With your hand on my heart, I need air
With your hand on my heart, I'll still survive

Slateman

[--Repeat first verse:]

Your blood on my hands, Your blood on my hands
Grey machines, Dying ocean

Slateman

With your hand on my heart, I need air
With your hand on my heart, I'll still survive

Slateman

[--Repeat first verse:]

i, me, mine
i follow the signs
i, me, mine
take what i need
give me strength
but don't fight back
give me strength
now you don't exist

stand up straight
there's only me
i'm your world
there's nothing outside
listen to me
i'm always right
listen to me
'cos you're always wrong

that's all there is
just us and them
no other way
it's us or them

give it up
or tear it down
give it up
or take it lying down
give it up
it's us and them
give it up
it's us or them

swear allegiance
to your lord
but all we really know
is the way of the sword

take my soul
take my body
take it all
make your money
it's all just you
put me down
rape my purity
for your security

i can't give
i can only take
i can't love
i can only hate
all i believe in
is just fake
but it keeps me believing
for sanitys sake

Eleanor Rigby Picks up the
Rice in the church
Where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream Waits at the
Window Wearing the face that
She keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie Writing the
Words of a sermon that no one
Will hear No one comes near
Look at him working Darning
His socks in the night when
There's nobody there
What does he care?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?



Ah, look at all
The lonely people
Ah, look at all
The lonely people

Eleanor Rigby Died in the
Church and was buried along
With her name Nobody came
Father McKenzie Wiping the
Dirt from his hands as he walks
From the grave No one was saved

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all
The lonely people
Ah, look at all
The lonely people

who's your saviour?
who's gonna slay you?
beyond perception
just deception
believe in something
die for nothing
take all you can get
but it's never over

whose truth is your truth?
who has the answers?
how far can we go back?
'cos we never go forward