It was fashion that made me look like this
Yeah inside they said it was the inside that counts
But I find that there's a sense in balance
Please close your eyes right now
Now they see it and now they don't
I could finish you but I won't
So please to violence like it always should
And we could fight for dead
It's clothes that rips, that must rest in battle
Ana all the crowds that watch into the air
The signal, the signal, the signal, a signal
Now they see it and now they don't
I could finish you but I won't
Instead it brings you to violence like it always should
And we could climb for days