[Verse 1: Kingsley Hall]

We don't exist

We don't resist

We are just statistics

We're shattered glass on broken crust, in this northern town of mistrust

Aborted, policy snorted, left living distorted

As the grease goes down into empty pocket

It's image for profit

[Refrain: Kingsley Hall]

Divide

Divide

[Verse 2: Kingsley Hall]

We are worthless, we are careless, we need to care less

Underhand tricks in backward sticks, ill thought out sick fix

Fascistic screams, tokenistic dreams, provincial has beens

Push to violence, crush the silеnce, nationalistic tyrants

[Refrain: Kingsley Hall]

Divide

[Verse 3: Shakk, Kingsley Hall]

Ah

We don't diе, we multiply

Won't submit to your cult of lies

See the blood in the culprits eyes

Divide

We heard screams and we heard cries

Seen burnt dreams for the first time

See it's warfare and it's worldwide

Divide

Is all I hear when I turn on the news

Still we don't have any word on the truth

Tell me just what do we do

Divide

See I'm past the point of missing God

We missed the ball and it's kicking off

Democracy has failed and a solution is what I'm wishing of

No Rishi, Kier, Nigel tier politician can sit this job

We're better off with Gascoigne and his fishing rod (Haha)

Now, just pissed me off (Rah), it don't sit with me right (Rah)

All we do is just re-write the history it's not a mystery, it is the light (Light)

Into the night (Night), read the propaganda get into the hype (Hype)

This the the life (Life), bullets in heads if they miss with the knife (Knife)

Powder and ice (Ice), cracks in walls brown and the white

Evert city and town alike see a person down and strike (Woo)

[Refrain: Kingsley Hall]

Divide

[Outro: Kingsley Hall, Shakk]

Face down in the dirt, in the litter, in the shit, with the rats

Unfinished neck tats and petrol station, flowered posts

And blocks of concrete, high street ghosts, Treading bunting into the dirt

And patriots, into the mire

Television pantomime fools

As union jacketed lovers drool

Roll up to food bank queues and emptied church pews, weekend crews

And there's strangers like statues on the kerb, I know, waving flags, dressed in rags

Lines and lines and lines, of ruddy faced broken bile

"You're not from this town, never seen you around"

And it goes on for miles

Loud, violent, puerile

Parade fascist casuals, fair-weather bigots, metal plated views

Glass strewn underpassed

As tears are met with grunts

And this cafe is closed for lunch

A brisk suit stride, well fed and sweaty, fresh from the racks

Ignorant to the cracks, they snide, the divide, as the dewy eyed collide

Rose tinted semi on fools and trough gorging ghouls

With millionaire schemes, and nothing at all in between

Bleating tweeting class war

If it wasn't so bleak it’d be boring

But it's obscene, know what I mean?

And they come, they trot trot trot into the next stage managed scene

It's the end of our days and the blue bloods flowing

Self serving and stale, washed down with fine craft ale

Mild mannered murder, trudging through the towns piss, worked out to the tits

Weekend drinker mayhem, the tills still ring so keep calm and sing

Bloodied dance floor prancers, creeped up romancers

As we barricade ourselves in our homes

The carpet smoulders, and the wallpaper moan

And the airport is shut by drones

As Britain rolls over and sighs and moans, oh no

Oh no, oh no

The past has a hold, am I trapped can I grow?

Oh no, oh no

Is there a God let me know I'm chained up ready to explode, can a dog have a bone?

Oh no, oh no

See I'm mad let me go take my body but you cannot take my soul

I will not enrol, do not tell me no

Divide

I see the streets decline there's never been peace of mind

There's poverty read between the lines it must be design, the lies

Divide

From Paris to Palestine, we witness the maddest crimes

Are we living in the saddest times, analyse

For every woman and man alive

Divide

See I'm back again attacking till the end

I gotta win again again and then again

I gotta life I wanna live

Yeah I wanna give but they want me killing men (Divide)

I'm never chilling like I got a minute left

I'm not a villain but I'm gonna give em hell

I'm gonna give 'em everything I got

Till the day I rot, pennies in a wishing well (Divide, for power) Big wings and a urge to fly

(For greed) Some wanna be the last to live

(For oil) I wanna be the first to die

(For me)

(Divide, for power) Like a bird in flight

(For greed) I chase the burning light

(For oil) Divide, you heard it right

(For me) That's why I murder mics

Divide, for power, for greed

For oil, for me

Divide for power, for greed

For oil, for me

Divide