Stripes Songtext
von Old Wounds

You can hear them shouting
Shouting from an open window
And the youth has never felt this low

The writings on the wall that they painted (yeah)
Read, "pain is the law"
The boys and girls can feel the beat
The words they speak are tongue in cheek

Learn the truth about your roots
And the bloodstains on your boots
Your paradise is an old photo of strangers
Without a frame, and you′re out of view

Tattooed wrist and a lack of conscience
Yes, it makes me sick (yeah)


You wanted a war
You want a war?
You want a fucking war?

No means to an end because it's already ended
The guilty lay so high and mighty
Everyone is hiding the answers
But I know how to get it

Here we are, the near and the far
All your promises lay in a jar
We love dying for the sins of
The sins of others

Tattooed wrist and a lack of conscience
Yes, it makes me sick

And everybody knows that it always goes to show
We shall soon cease to exist
Rain down
(Rain, rain, rain)
(Rain, rain, rain...)