Land Of Riots
Patricia Vanneste, Sam De Bock, Sam Janssens
Laid
Out
While
Face down
They're both striving for what they like
Yeah
What they like
Without senses
Strengthen it
Sanction it
It's all meant
They hold on and wake up
Take a ride
Then they collide
Still
As a mythic lie
The truth denied
Guns are sold
The same night
They're ready
For the frenzy
Reassured by the day
They're ready
For the fury
I guess they'll wait out
The war
I guess they're made out
Of something once abandoned by their youth
Getting the same rights
Getting the same rights
Getting the same rights
Surrender
Surrender
They've hit the water
It's over now