Every Inambition - The Trews

Crawling with cancerous thoughts

On my mind

There’s so many things I could

Say but it’s not the time

Way beyond good and evil

Telling all the little people

Half of the time I pretend that

I’m fine and I

Keep it inside I keep it inside

But every inambition is dying

Crying outside I’m crying outside

I had my fill, I said enough

Chemicals were calling my bluff

Way beyond good and evil

Telling all the little people

Bye, bye my love, my still good

To sing?

Bye, bye my love, my still good

To sing?