Urban Glasses - Withering Surface

Look around you, is this what you want.

Look for a compromise and all you get is laughter.

This is not what anyone deserves.

This is not culture.

Crawl against the stream

Traffic jam of dreams

Your nose is bleeding

Fudge along, a ticking bomb

Take me down the alley of dreams

Where the future is free, the dope is clean

And now please let me in

Take me down the alley of dreams

Where the future is clean, the dope is free

So please let me…

Look around you, is this what you want.

Look for a compromise and all you get is laughter.

This is not what anyone deserves.

This is not your culture.

Comprehensive, a wide screen TV of nails

Aspire the atomistic spines

Aggro-culture, apprehensive for and to majorities

Look around you, is this what you want.

Look for a compromise and all you get is laughter.

This is not what anyone deserves.

Discrete the gravity.

Take me down the alley of dreams

Where the future is free, the dope is clean

And won’t you please let me in

Take me down the alley of dreams

Where the future is clean, the dope is free

So please let me…