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We have no future, we have no past
We're just drifting ghosts of glass
Brown sugar, ice in our veins
No pressure, no pain

Everybody looks the same to me
Rows and rows of faces on the balcony
I can hear them calling down to me
Come up here - set us free
Brown sugar in our brains
Or a dagger in our hearts

This is not my home, no
Everyone's bought and sold
This is not my home
Everybody's walking round they're dead and cold

And one by one by one we disappear
Day after day and year after year
You can do a runner, but ah, we still there
Nobody hears cause nobody cares
Put a dagger in my heart now

Cold here and I shudder and I shiver
I want to look twenty but I can't deliver
Pains in the heart
Ba-ba-bow-wow-wow

It's cold in here
Can you hear my teeth a-chatter
The time has come for all of us to scatter
Caution to the wind
Caution to the wind
Dagger in the heart

No
This is not my home, no
Everyone's bought and sold
This is not my home
Everybody's checking out they're dead and cold

We have no future we have no past
We're just drifting ghosts of glass
Brown sugar, ice in our veins
No pressure, no pain

Nothing on earth could help me, no
We have no future, we have no past   We're just drifting ghosts of glass   Brown sugar, ice in our veins   No pressure, no pain      Everybody looks the same to me   Rows and rows of faces on the balcony   I can hear them calling down to me   Come up here - set us free   Brown sugar in our brains   Or a dagger in our hearts      This is not my home, no   Everyone's bought and sold   This is not my home   Everybody's walking round they're dead and cold      And one by one by one we disappear   Day after day and year after year   You can do a runner, but ah, we still there   Nobody hears cause nobody cares   Put a dagger in my heart now      Cold here and I shudder and I shiver   I want to look twenty but I can't deliver   Pains in the heart   Ba-ba-bow-wow-wow      It's cold in here   Can you hear my teeth a-chatter   The time has come for all of us to scatter   Caution to the wind   Caution to the wind   Dagger in the heart      No   This is not my home, no   Everyone's bought and sold   This is not my home   Everybody's checking out they're dead and cold      We have no future we have no past   We're just drifting ghosts of glass   Brown sugar, ice in our veins   No pressure, no pain      Nothing on earth could help me, no