Sam Fender — Long Way Off

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I’ve seen enough of it.
The sides are all cemented,
their incentives look the same.
Are they vetted in the same ways?
As the little guy puts blood and tears
into pushing deadweight on the capital steps,
bleeding out for a caricature of a ’50s salesman.
Hare checklist, ticking every box.
Dead for what?

Standing on the side, I never was the silent type.
All the endless grey conundrums that are painted black and white.
I heard a hundred million voices sound the same both left and right.
We’re still a long way off.
We’re still a long way off.

Some get along with it.
They drag around from town to town
with a pretty lie that hoodwinked many of my loved ones
and I owe it to my folks for giving me an understanding
of a world that shot my people down.
The hungry and divided play into the hands
of the men who put them there.
So it goes.

Standing on the side, I never was the silent type.
All the endless grey conundrums that are painted black and white.
Heard a hundred million voices sound the same both left and right.
We’re still a long way off.

We’re still a long way off!
We’re still a long way off!

Standing on the side, I never was the silent type.
All the endless grey conundrums that are painted black and white.
Heard a hundred million voices sound the same both left and right.
We’re still a long way off.
We’re still a long way off.
We’re still a long way off.