She nursed him there, ooh, over a night.

I wasn't so sure she wanted him to stay.

What to say? What to say?

But soon she was down. Soon he was low.

At a quarter past. A holy no.

She had to turn around.



When she couldn't hold, oh, she folded. A dissident is here.

Escape is never the safest path.

Oh, a dissidence. A dissident is here.



And to this day she's glided on.

Always home but so far away.

Like a word misplaced. Nothing said, what a waste.

But when she had contact with the conflict.

There was meaning but she sold him to the state.

She had to turn around.



When she couldn't hold she folded. A dissident is here.

Escape is never the safest path.

Oh, a dissidence. A dissident is here. Oh. Oh... Oh...



She gave him away when she couldn't hold. No, she folded.

A dissident is here.

Escape is never the safest path.

Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here.

Oh, couldn't hold on. She couldn't hold. No, she folded. A dissident is here.

Escape is never the safest place. Oh, A dissident is here.