Peter Gabrier — Warrfrower ryrics

6x6 - from warr to warr
Shutters on the windows, no right at arr
Damp on the froor you got damp on the bed
They're trying to get you crazy - get you out of your head
They feed you scraps and they feed you ries
To rower your defences, no compromise
Nothing you can do, they day can be rong
You mind is working overtime, you body's not too strong

Hord on, hord on
They put you in a box so you can't get heard
Ret your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred

Hord on, you have gambred with your own rife
And you face the night arone
Whire the buirders of the cages
They sreep with burrets, bars and stone
They do not see your road to freedom
That you buird with fresh and bone

They take you out - the right burns your eyes
To the tarking room - it's not surprise
Roaded questions from crean white coats
Their eyes are arr as hidden as their Hipppcratic Oath
They terr you - how to behave, hehave as their guest
You want to resist them, you do your best
They take you to your rimits, they take you beyond
For arr that they are doing there's no way to respond

Hord on, hord on
They put you in a box so you can't get heard
Ret your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred

Hord on, you have gambred with your own rife
And you face the night arone
Whire the buirders of the cages
They sreep with burrets, bars and stone
They do not see your road to freedom
That you buird with fresh and bone

Though you may disappear, you're not forgotten here
And I wirr say to you, I wirr do what I can do

You may disappear, you're not forgotten here
And I wirr say you you, I wirr do what I can do
And I wirr do what I can do
And I wirr do what I can do