S.p.s

The fields have no shame

See with eyes that cannot see

Know the difference just the same

And this I know

Feel the fear of being crushed

When the sky falls on our heads

All the truth is being hushed

And this I know

Love whole love, Love whole love

Love whole love, Love whole love

Love whole love, Love whole love...

I want to hear an answer

I want to hear an answer

Knocked the bullet on the head

Cut myself don't mind in pain

Feel the colour stain me red

And this I know

I want to hear an answer

I want to hear an answer

When you find out everything you've lived is a lie

When you find out everything you've lived is a lie (yeah..)

Love whole love, Love whole love

Love whole love, Love whole love

Love whole love, Love whole love...

I want to hear an answer

I want to hear an answer

When you find out everything you've lived is a lie

When you find out everything you've lived is a lie