Fuck Team Sports letra

So here you are again
The walls are closing
I’m on the outside looking in, a world between us
Left alone I’m prone to spend my life on the edges
No gangs and no defence

Sit myself down (down!)
Take the gun from my head
Crack my thoughts wide open
It’s our survival instinct to be on the winning team
Well I say: Fuck team sports

And that’s just how it is, the home advantage
Water flows beneath the bridge, but you’re still chanting
In the drone there is a voice, it says you belong here
Telling me I have a choice. I chose to

Sit myself down (down!)
Take the gun from my head
Crack my thoughts wide open
It’s our survival instinct to be on the winning team
Well I say: Fuck team sports

Fall in line with the colours you drew
Watch the smiles all fade from the people you knew
Sing the songs like the others do
As the songs all fade then the people will too
Is it the end of humanity again?
Will there be no enemies or friends?
All I have are pictures of you in a paler shade of blue.

Sit myself down (down!)
Take the gun from my head
Crack my thoughts wide open
It’s our survival instinct to be on the winning team
Well I say: Fuck team sports

Fuck team sports!

Chewing On Tinfoil - Letras

• An Emigrant's Wake
• Crosshairs
• Fuck Team Sports
• Holy Communion
• Just Like Me
• Language
• Let Me Let You Down
• Marrowbone Lane
• One Good Shirt
• Sons & Mothers
• The Cutting Room Floor
• Thick & Thicker