Lyrics

Listen to the soldiers drums I sit between ten thousand words And I don't know what's wrong or worse My sensibility is high No condition to survive, to survive I sit between ten thousand girls And I don't know what time it is My sensibility is high No condition to survive, to survive All I want is to live in sight Of organized things I realized I wanna live in normal dreams Soldier drums beaten hard enough Couldn't all my dreams tonight Run away, be a dissident Listen to the soldiers drums