A song that's mostly about what the hell is going through an individual's head when they decide that the best solution to their problems is to walk into their school/work/park with a gun and start shooting people before blowing their own head off.
lyrics
So many people are swimming in my head,
So many people are gonna wind up dead,
That's right, you heard, you heard what I said,
I've got a fever, a fever, and no-one's in control.
Yeah, I think I'm falling down.
Another reason, that is what I need,
Another reason to watch those people bleed,
They'll pray today for the guns to go away
But they'll never, never, never understand.
Yeah, I think I'm falling down.
I'll say whatever the hell I want to say,
You're just another white line upon the motorway.
You'll disappear just because I say so,
It's insincere but that's just the way it goes.
You don't belong.
I've got this feeling that we're not coming back,
I've got this feeling the train's come off it's track,
It's run it's course and of course I'm feeling bad,
Can you feel it, feel it, feel it in your face.
You saw it coming all along,
You sat back but you weren't the only one,
and now you want to be my friend?
Well hey there, hey there, it's to late to learn.
Yeah, I think I'm falling down.
I'll say whatever the hell I want to say,
You're just another white line upon the motorway.
You'll disappear just because I say so,
It's insincere but that's just the way it goes.
You don't belong.
I've got this feeling that we're not coming back,
I've got this feeling the train's come off it's track,
It's run it's course and of course I'm feeling bad,
Can you feel it, feel it, feel it in your face.
I'll say whatever the hell I want to say,
You're just another white line upon the motorway.
You'll disappear just because I say so,
It's insincere but that's just the way it goes.
I don't want to, I don't want to know.
You don't belong.
credits
released July 22, 2012
Music: The Evangelists (McColgan/Gorry/Holland/Doherty)
Lyrics: Eamonn McColgan
Recorded & Mixed by Eoghan Holland, Mastered and additional mixing by Eamonn McColgan.
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