I'm looking through

I'm seeing planes in bloodshot skies

I see the flag of a working people

Who conceal the lies in the stars

and sickle

It's a double edge



I can't ever find the way out

I never get a day out



All I see is an old man's alibi

There's a world outside

but I'm unaware

I open my books but the pages stare

It's a double edge



I can't even play the game now



I wave my flag and hold me head high

I can feel the glory of my

But I'm waiting for the day

when this madness passes

It's a double edge...