Napalm Death Lyrics

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14 Prison Without Walls Lyrics

I've walked to the ends of the earth, and glanced into the eyes of =

those who were going the opposite way.

They failed to bridge the gap, first contact was a threat and you =

could taste the surging unrest.

Who wrote the law that opposites attract?

Who could be so naive?

Everyone trusts no-one.

Looking out for number one.

Ours is a primed time.

The finite thrill of the loathing - a streak in our life bearing =

dreams.

It strengthens to soothe the open wound, but ours is a primed time.

It strengthens to soothe the open wound, but ours is a primed time.

Bonding? - Do you think I want the upper hand?

Broken contracts, we sow infertile seeds and reparation pales.