Which lie is the one that will take me?
And which war
Generations of wage slave data
Family stories they said don't matter

When the last breath burns in the throats of Bhopal
Will I feel the blade when they bury them all?
Hiding from us all this time
Ghosts flickering in and out of my mind

Dead end streets, we walk by
No retreat, staring at the sun
Dead end streets
The blast shadows are waiting for an answer
All this time, I'll give them mine

If I could walk in my grandfather's footsteps
While they glowed in the dakr on his way back from the yard
Where the train was parked
I'd say don't turn your back
Don't you trust those bastards

I wish I could say this now
Don't walk by, no retreat
Staring at the sun, dead end streets
The blast shadows are waiting for an answer
All this time, I'll give them mine

Into our history
Not even a letter to fake a smile
To say I'm sorry

Our trust in the system's dead
What will it take to make you sorry?
Hiroshima started in Tennessee
Let it end with me
Let it end