Train Dowtown

Breaking the curfew
Almost home to you
I can’t wait to talk again
Find freedom at the end
'Cause death is closer to the life we loved.
Everyones the same,
Everthing is grey,
Wouldn’t bet on anything.
'Cept that if you sing,
you would be jailed 'cause you express too much.
Started out with fines then they gave us trouble,
Public negativity.
This is a nice country.
A perfect system can’t be criticised.
Wife and kids at home,
Never been alone,
Microphones in every room.
Across the lands that’s true,
It’s an offence to say you hate your life.
I left a package on a train downtown
That little package bring the whole thing down
I left a package on a train downtown,
That little package bring the whole thing down.
Every light must be,
Out so they can see,
You’re awake and questioning,
The way of things.
You see these questions spread like ripples do.
Every month that ends seems to start again,
Your purpose is to earn your means.
But they can’t be dreams,
Don’t want you going where you don’t need to.
Get a license to have a barbecue,
Social interactions die.
Cause deep inside.
We know, we know this against our will.
Breaking the curfew almost home to you
You’re the only ones I love
Can’t grow up
Inside this suffocating box they built.
I left a package on a train downtown
That little package bring the whole thing down
I lefft a package on a train downtown
That little package bring the whole thing down.
Our hands are busy cause our parts have died
Cause our hands were tied.
I left a package on a train downtown
That little package bring the whole thing down.
I left a package on a train downtown
That little package bring the whole thing down.