Better Off Dead

Album cover art for "Better Off Dead" by Lostprophets

Lostprophets - Rock

Better Off Dead

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I wanna talk about a sound, a voice, a freedom, rejoice I can't stay silent while you take away our choice The guns, the armour, the gossip, the drama The innocent, guilty, we're all free of karma The nation, the rules, the patient, the fools The picket lines inside, to close down schools A chance we take, the path we tread You can't cry 'freedom', when you're standing on the dead Nobody put this in me, I only wanna get free Battered out of hatred, jealousy, envy Liars, the fakes, the funerals, the wakes The life we live, you give, it takes The stones we cast, the future, the past The laws we break, too slow, too fast The highs, the lows, we fell, we rose Wi' happiness or woes, we come and we go... GO! I sing revolution while you're trying to silence me My resolution for a life I can lead Adversity has become part of my destiny I'd rather die on my feet, than ever live on my knees And all I'm hearing is the news The shots, the bombs, the plots We separate and divide, the streets, the blocks The free, the brave, the dead, the grave Everyday combat, the ones you couldn't save The scars, the cracks, the science, the facts Religion, control, the knife in our backs The found, the lost, we pay, the cost Genocide inside, we're taken by the cross Somebody put this in me, I only wanted to see An end to all this hatred, jealously, envy The fires, the scrapes, the records, the tapes The weak, the strong, the love, the hate The sails, the masts, no future, no past Abuse we take, too slow, too fast The highs, the lows, we fell, we rose Wi' happiness or woes, we come and we go... GO! I sing revolution while you're trying to silence me My resolution for a life I can lead Adversity has become part of my destiny I'd rather die on my feet, than ever live on my I sing revolution singing 'Oh, are you hearing me?' My own solution for a new enemy I close your arms, fall on you, lost in this misery I'd rather die on my feet, than ever live on my I'd rather die on my feet, than ever live on my I'd rather die on my feet, than ever live on my knees All pray, judge and leaders You made us, none believers These graves that you leave us, replace your promised freedom All pray, judge and leaders You made us none believers These graves that you leave us, replace your promised freedom All pray!

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Credits

Writers
  • Mike Lewis (UK)
  • Ian Watkins
  • Lee Gaze
  • Jamie Oliver (UK)
  • Luke Johnson
  • Stuart Richardson