[Verse 1: Kingsley Hall]
We don't exist
We don't resist
We are just statistics
We're shattered glass on broken crust, in this northern town of mistrust
Aborted, policy snorted, left living distorted
As the grease goes down into empty pocket
It's image for profit
[Refrain: Kingsley Hall]
Divide
Divide
[Verse 2: Kingsley Hall]
We are worthless, we are careless, we need to care less
Underhand tricks in backward sticks, ill thought out sick fix
Fascistic screams, tokenistic dreams, provincial has beens
Push to violence, crush the silеnce, nationalistic tyrants
[Refrain: Kingsley Hall]
Divide
[Verse 3: Shakk, Kingsley Hall]
Ah
We don't diе, we multiply
Won't submit to your cult of lies
See the blood in the culprits eyes
Divide
We heard screams and we heard cries
Seen burnt dreams for the first time
See it's warfare and it's worldwide
Divide
Is all I hear when I turn on the news
Still we don't have any word on the truth
Tell me just what do we do
Divide
See I'm past the point of missing God
We missed the ball and it's kicking off
Democracy has failed and a solution is what I'm wishing of
No Rishi, Kier, Nigel tier politician can sit this job
We're better off with Gascoigne and his fishing rod (Haha)
Now, just pissed me off (Rah), it don't sit with me right (Rah)
All we do is just re-write the history it's not a mystery, it is the light (Light)
Into the night (Night), read the propaganda get into the hype (Hype)
This the the life (Life), bullets in heads if they miss with the knife (Knife)
Powder and ice (Ice), cracks in walls brown and the white
Evert city and town alike see a person down and strike (Woo)
[Refrain: Kingsley Hall]
Divide
[Outro: Kingsley Hall, Shakk]
Face down in the dirt, in the litter, in the shit, with the rats
Unfinished neck tats and petrol station, flowered posts
And blocks of concrete, high street ghosts, Treading bunting into the dirt
And patriots, into the mire
Television pantomime fools
As union jacketed lovers drool
Roll up to food bank queues and emptied church pews, weekend crews
And there's strangers like statues on the kerb, I know, waving flags, dressed in rags
Lines and lines and lines, of ruddy faced broken bile
"You're not from this town, never seen you around"
And it goes on for miles
Loud, violent, puerile
Parade fascist casuals, fair-weather bigots, metal plated views
Glass strewn underpassed
As tears are met with grunts
And this cafe is closed for lunch
A brisk suit stride, well fed and sweaty, fresh from the racks
Ignorant to the cracks, they snide, the divide, as the dewy eyed collide
Rose tinted semi on fools and trough gorging ghouls
With millionaire schemes, and nothing at all in between
Bleating tweeting class war
If it wasn't so bleak it’d be boring
But it's obscene, know what I mean?
And they come, they trot trot trot into the next stage managed scene
It's the end of our days and the blue bloods flowing
Self serving and stale, washed down with fine craft ale
Mild mannered murder, trudging through the towns piss, worked out to the tits
Weekend drinker mayhem, the tills still ring so keep calm and sing
Bloodied dance floor prancers, creeped up romancers
As we barricade ourselves in our homes
The carpet smoulders, and the wallpaper moan
And the airport is shut by drones
As Britain rolls over and sighs and moans, oh no
Oh no, oh no
The past has a hold, am I trapped can I grow?
Oh no, oh no
Is there a God let me know I'm chained up ready to explode, can a dog have a bone?
Oh no, oh no
See I'm mad let me go take my body but you cannot take my soul
I will not enrol, do not tell me no
Divide
I see the streets decline there's never been peace of mind
There's poverty read between the lines it must be design, the lies
Divide
From Paris to Palestine, we witness the maddest crimes
Are we living in the saddest times, analyse
For every woman and man alive
Divide
See I'm back again attacking till the end
I gotta win again again and then again
I gotta life I wanna live
Yeah I wanna give but they want me killing men (Divide)
I'm never chilling like I got a minute left
I'm not a villain but I'm gonna give em hell
I'm gonna give 'em everything I got
Till the day I rot, pennies in a wishing well (Divide, for power) Big wings and a urge to fly
(For greed) Some wanna be the last to live
(For oil) I wanna be the first to die
(For me)
(Divide, for power) Like a bird in flight
(For greed) I chase the burning light
(For oil) Divide, you heard it right
(For me) That's why I murder mics
Divide, for power, for greed
For oil, for me
Divide for power, for greed
For oil, for me
Divide
