Beg the question, bend the truth
Bail out the basement while thereand's holes in the roof
In the beginning they said there was light,
Well there ainand't much left of it now.
Weand're lost in the darkness, searching sound and sight
Of an answer to the what, where or how.
Weand're talking and'bout freedom while weand're locked in a cell,
Dreaming of a world without war,
Forced to live on the boundaries of hell
Like no-oneand's ever thought of peace before.
Whatand's the point of preaching peace if itand's something you donand't feel?
Whatand's the point of talking love if you think that love ainand't real?
Whereand's the hope in hopelessness? Whereand's the truth in lies?
Donand't try to hold my hand if you canand't look me in the eyes.
Beg the question, bend the truth
Bail out the basement while thereand's holes in the roof
In the beginning they said there was light
But somebodyand's burnt out the fuse.
And now weand're all lost in eternal night
Looking for a candle to use.
Lots of little candles, isolated hope,
Frail little flames in the gale,
Lost little people who just canand't cope,
Just knocking their heads on the nail.
Whatand's the point of talking freedom if you just protect yourself?
Whatand's the point of preaching sharing as you accumulate your wealth?
Itand's so easy to be giving if the things you give ainand't real.
Itand's so easy to lie if your ignore the things you feel.
Beg the question, bend the truth
Bail out the basement while thereand's holes in the roof
In the beginning they said there was light
But we never had the eyes to see.
But rather than struggling or putting up a fight
We ran like lemmings to the sea.
No-one really wants to get it all together,
Itand's easier to just grab what you can.
Everybodyand's going it, hell for leather,
Building little castles in the sand.
Hypocrisy, delusion, lies, pretence, deceit,
Think only of yourself and the worldand's at your feet
I donand't believe the things you say, you make bullshit of the truth.
The game you playand's offensive and you lifeand's the living proof.
Beg the question, bend the truth
Bail out the basement while thereand's holes in the roof
Beg the question, bend the truth
Bail out the basement while thereand's holes in the roof
In the beginning they said there was light
But Iand'm tired of hearing their lies.
Iand'm tired of deceit, gonna put up a fight,
Iand'm going to use my own eyes.
Gonna make my decisions, live my own life,
They can keep their darkness and gloom.
Hypocrisy, trickery, Iand've had enough,
They can keep their destruction and doom.
Iand've only one life and Iand'll live it my way,
They can keep their restrictions and law.
And if they think different Iand'll have one thing to say...
andquot;Fuck off cos Iand've heard it before.andquot;
