DESCRIPTION:
Artist : KilnAboy © Copyright all rights reserved
Album : Prison Bars and Battle Scars
Song and Lyrics :

Your Laws


Hold up, heads down
to the panic sound
to the noise they make
as they drag you down
to the punch you took
in the passion ruck
to the broken arm
for a stolen crown
to the way it was
when you never looked
to the heroes that you mistook
to the prison bars to the battle scars
we will not be pushed that far

your laws, your laws are not my laws

Can you hear the screams
from the battle scenes
conceive and dream of a new regime
select a side
that coincides
to a different thought
to the ones outside
give up the guilt
for what you did
It's only wrong if you sing their song
The rules they make
is their only stake
to protect the money
that they make

Their laws, their laws are not my laws

Give me padded cells
next to your church bells
with the thoughts I've had
I will burn in hell
there'll be bloody streets
where the sceptics meet
where they question
all of your beliefs
you form a pack
with the justice trap
'cos it's easier
to push us back
Now I've got time to kill
and lists to fill
if don't mind
if you'd be so kind

Your laws, your laws are not my laws
credits

from Prison Bars and Battle Scars, released 09 May 2014
written by KilnAboy