Simplified Minds

Do you listne to me?
You just shout
Your lies out into the crowd
To repaint the rotting surfence
That wuess your interid
Full of dichtsand regrets
Simply your my of sight
Divided into black and white
There's nothing in between
Blood is either mud or clean
Polish your skin!
You can be proud
no doubt!
Confused by all of you rbright colour's blinkin' the near impressione?
I understand not to think is your intenttion
You need soeone for you to deciede
What's wrong or right
N atural selfish, driven by the thought of a "better" world
But your better world does hurt
You don't reliese
You've just learned to despise
And set in train
an endless chain
ciccling in you need
breaking out, buying the death