// (feat. Drew York)

We'll be the itch you just can't scratch

And this is one you can't fix with your hands

(Do you like that?)

So keep them deep down in your pockets

And keep hoping that the world forgot all about this

When all the lines are read between

You'll begin to find nothing is as it seems

You call this freedom of speech?

I say that freedom's been breached

So show your fucking teeth

What's the difference between the world

That's under your feet and the world that we need?

(Can you tell me?)

What does our future hold?

Streets filled with children of chrome

Led to believe they're paved gold

Wake up

Break the mould

Are you listening?

So raise your glass for the man of the evening

This is a toast from the world you're deceiving

You ignore the voice and take away discretion

But blink for a second, and you've got kids locked in detention centres

How can you turn a blind eye with such ease?

Since when did we become that naïve?

Tongue tied, twisted, tucked away

Let's hear it for youth decay

I can hear the serpent sing

If you're not angry

Then you're not listening

So listen in

So show your fucking teeth

What's the difference between the world

That's under your feet and the world that we need?

(Can you tell me?)

What does our future hold?

Streets filled with children of chrome

Led to believe they're paved gold

Wake up

Break the mould

So fucking break the mould