In The Shadows Where Their Heads Hang Low you Hear Voices As The Wind Blows asking Can't You See reminding You To Breathe it's Only Time Before It Catches Up to You And All Your Broken Luck i Found A Better Way to Get Even With My Memory
in The Darkness Where The Angels Cry give Us Water, Give Us Back Our Lives i'll Press This Concrete Floor and It's All We Have Left To Live For they Will Never Face we're Only Second Hand it's Sick And Lonely Fighting Back The Tears had Every Urge To Fangle Both Our Ears
that Said We've Had Enough please Turn That Fucking Radio Off aint Nothin On The Airwave In The Despair We Feel
in The Shadows Where Their Heads Hang Low you Hear Voices As The Wind Blows asking Can't You See reminding You To Breathe it's Only Time Before It Catches Up to You And All Your Broken Luck i Found A Better Way to Get Even With My Enemies
that Said We've Had Enough please Turn That Fucking Radio Off aint Nothin On The Airwave In The Despair We Feel that Said We've Had Enough but Walk Among Us All And Turn It Up aint Nothin On The Airwave In The Hatred We Feel
this Is Our Biggest Fear the Only Tunes That We Hear come Via Antenna Through Your Car Radio
that Said We've Had Enough (We've Had Enough!) that Said We've Had Enough (We've Had Enough!)