Pictures of an image of a person who could not be blamed
You are a colour and you are a number
We need a sanction to see one another
If I keep my distance in the season of this slender hell
It's because of the need to live off one another
Go home young offender and stay undercover
We're busy running out of time
(Whatever it takes, I will make you mine)
I'll take the future from your hands
(All the things I've ever had, I can make the perfect crime)
We're strong, we do our thing
Let the world cry, watch the birds sing
Give me the freedom, I need to recover
Words cannot heal, when a line is your lover
Wind howls in my chamber like an angel
(like an angel)
You are a colour and you are a number
Go home young offender and stay undercover[Sound of many TV's coming on, all on different channels]
"The Bulls are already out there"
Pink: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgh!"
"This Roman Meal bakery thought you'd like to know."
I don't need no arms around me
And I dont need no drugs to calm me.
I have seen the writing on the wall.
Don't think I need anything at all.
No! Don't think I'll need anything at all.
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.
All in all you were all just bricks in the wall.