DESCRIPTION:
Buy on iTunes from 09/07/15
https://itunes.apple.com/gb/artist/mi...

www.milkwhitethroat.com

Under Duress

It's old news, the pot is empty
And I'll watch you all, folding under duress.
Faint flickers of needing, such an uneasy feeling,
Try finding your comfort, in a sea of receipts.
Slowly, pain will increase
Though I sincerely doubt you will see,
Cracks form in the foundation
It's just as well, the end is coming, my friend.
To the end of all reason and far beyond
They decide what is right and what is wrong...

Now the suits come marching into your own home
To strip you of your throne
You were bound to see it ending up this way
In a future full of nought.
Sew a seed, gather, receive
A tale that is older than time.
But, the form in the foundry
Where the cast was set
Was formed from pig iron
And debt.

To the end of all reason and far beyond
It decides what is right and what is wrong
And there's always a reason not to change
Can you really afford to live this way?

All mass will denigrate, and wallow in their filth
As hard as they might try, their lips are fastened tight.
Around the teets of sows, all dressed in business attire,
Shameful.
One more reality to cover up.
A ruse achieved, buried underneath
The country, or whatever it is your calling this.
A brother to america.
Don’t speak?
Its a voice your blessed with,
it's such a mess.
Unravelling.
You’ve always been a slave to it,
And thats how it is,
How you didn’t see it is so unreal.

To the end of all reason and far beyond
They decide what is right and what is wrong
And there's always a reason not to change
Can you really afford to live this way?

Audio recorded by Chris Edkins at Studio 53
http://www.chrisedkinsrecording.co.uk

Video by Dan Hawkins
http://www.videomade.co.uk

All Music and Lyrics by Milk White Throat

Copyright MWT 2015