Split The Atom - The Ghost Of A Thousand

There’s a shadow on the bodies

Of the kids that we all grew up adoring

Can you whisper, can you stutter

Can you breathe whilst the smog climbs through our mountains?

This is bleeding us dry, this is cutting us up

We’re the kids who see the world as an empty cup

With a death note and a black stare

And a pardon from a government that doesn’t care

We sleep, our locks are picked apart and analyzed

Here’s your weapon, here’s your secret

Here’s the pieces of the puzzles you have hidden

Here’s your money, here’s your gun

Here’s the funeral you’ve earned only son

Well, we’re all drinking alone, we’re all singing a tune

We’re the kids in the blacked out hospital rooms

With the lights on and our eyes shut

As the bricks and the timber fall around us

We sleep our locks are picked apart and analyzed

Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up the damn phone

There’s a chance we’ll make it tonight

Run on, run on, run on, this is an island

Not a tomb for the likes of you and I

Yeah, we’ve got the pigs skin

Yeah, we split the atom

Yeah, we lost the one good thing we made

Yeah, we’re drinking alone, yeah, we’re singing a tune

We’re the kids in the blacked out hospital rooms

With the lights on and our eyes shut

As the bricks and the timber fall around us

See that bitch swing, fucking treason

Split the atom, split it