Outsiders
Some of us don’t fit in, some of us don’t know how
Only so many misfits they’ll allow
Out here on the edge brews a bitter storm
Freedom for the few who can’t conform
Some of us take the fight, the underdogs will rise
In a feast of blood and glory with surprise
Flying by the seat, cruising to the end
Belief in law and order we suspend
Outsiders ain’t coming in
Outsiders we ain’t coming in
Outsiders ain’t coming in
Outsiders, no we ain’t coming in
Some of us don’t fit in, some of us make the choice
No trace of God or country in our voice
When the law breaks in how you gonna go?
Resistance with persistence, nice and slow, let’s go
When the sun beats down on my town boundaries start to melt
Invisible lines and judgement can’t be felt
We stand out here together, we never have to hide
Feels good on the inside on the outside
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Who We Are
There’s a rumour that’s caught my attention but I can’t let it leave my lips
Evidence all about introspection, see the prints of my fingertips
All over the crime scene, all over the gun,
All over every square mile of every business I run
Time to tell our friends just who we are
Maybe tell ourselves just who we are
Tell me now I can believe everything you know
Tell me how I can deceive everywhere I go
Because of who we are
There’s a woman standing over at the bar and I think she’s giving me a wink
From afar I assess the situation, there is something floating in her drink
All over the dancefloor, all over my lap, All over everything beneath her
An’ I think I’m falling in her trap
Time to tell our gods just who we are
Maybe tell ourselves just who we are
All over the front page, all over the net,
All over each passing second like an ever-increasing debt
All over the bloodstains, all over the wall
All over my sub-conscious, all over the fall
Now the abyss is staring back
Time to tell ourselves just who we are
Tell me now I can believe everything you know
kill me now I can deceive everywhere I go, it’s just of who we are
Violet Black
She invites you down the backstreets where only trouble breeds
Makes you want to clench your fists until your knuckles bleed
Wants you to use her until somebody screams
But don’t abuse her, the reward ain’t what it seems
Oh Violet what have you done, baby?
She’s put many men away, there are many moving on
Then just when you think she’s gone
She’s coming back, she’s coming back
Many people can control her, a whore without a cost
Seems like she only works the weekends with sober standards lost
In the town I live she runs naked through the streets
Many people turn to Violet, temptation is defeat