All my books lay on the table -

- waitin' to unfold.

I sit & stare at my reflection

- where the darkness dulls my bones.

My head fills like a junk shop -

- in desperate need of repair.

The path of least resistance leads to the

............garbage heap of despair. (I think I'd better get back in bed!)



"I'm just a symptom of the moral decay -

thats gnawing at the heart of the country"



You can't destroy your problems - by destroying yourself,

DEATH - is not the answer for your soul may burn in hell



My memory my fond deceiver -

- is turning all my past into pain.

While I'm being raped by progress -

Tomorrow's world is here to stay.

(they wouldn't have it any other way)



Jeremy Meek - bass guitar

Matt Johnson - synths, instruments, percussion, vocals