Capital Youth - Sharks

Standing on a balcony

At one with the concrete beneath me

I know nothing of the night

Blistering under a cruel light

Shone down through cracks in the skyline

As I speak circles to you

Look at all the moral sin

Aren’t you sick of taking everything by numbers

Taking everything with force

Look at the way they pushed us in

Tell me you’re not sick of your own skin by now

And well, I’m lost for words

Dragging knives from borrowed backs

To see what really holds us back

From truth, trust and respect

Oh underground, keep me from seeing

The sights that set my eyes bleeding

And I owe everything to you

Look at the way they pushed us in

Tell me you’re not sick of your own skin by now

And well, now I’m lost for words

And even if we don’t pull through

I’ll overcome

I’ll send my thoughts to you