The Spectres - The Head and the Heart Lyrics

Poison fills the atmosphere
Ask me what am I doing here
I don't know
I should have left this place long ago
Holy wars and nightly chores
Priests knocking at your front door
Get them out
No longer sure what they're on about

Sinking in this state of fear
Watch our futures disappear
Let it go, that's success you'll never know

If death could settle all we owe
How many would gladly go
Past a doubt
No longer sure what it's all about

Ask myself what good can it do
Tell myself change is overdue
And to throw your dreams away, never happen anyway
All caught it seems to me between debt and slavery

The worst over.
The worst is over due.
The worst is over.
The worst is over due.
The worst is over.