The Beat Seekers - No More Than We Require

Their vendetta ain't mine
I'm not walkin' down their line
I'm not letting them bury me alive

Boy you're gonna bleed
If your blood is what they need
You struggle while they choke you out
You can barely fuckin' breathe
Seduced submission
Seductive lies
Sick superstition
You're paralyzed, unrealized

Their vendetta ain't mine
I'm not walkin' down their line
I'm not letting them bury me alive

Bathed in gasoline
Gotta burn that body clean
Their Heaven is your place in Hell and there's nothin' in between
I count down to nothing
The zero hour comes
I can't count on anyone
I've got no one, and I'm no one

Their vendetta ain't mine
I'm not walkin' down their line
I'm not letting them bury me alive

Who killed the love, who set the fire?
Who fans the flames of our desire?
Who brings us down to get us higher?
We get what we got, no more than we require

Their vendetta ain't mine
I'm not walkin' down their line
I'm not letting them bury me alive

Written by:
Keith Fertwagner

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