Ceasefire - 3 Colours Red

All eyes on the prize

And the pigs roam in the shit

Wide awake and tranquilized

All meaning has been covered

We should be having the times of our lives now

I wish everybody a happy whatever

Solar flares of innocence

Feel no pain or pleasure

They woke up on a hiding to nothing

You children of history, no piece is more than just

All the doves have flown and we’re all alone

Sunlight, will drown us in the echos of our life

Now the street’s hav shown and the chance is blown

We wok up on a hiding to nothing

And this is just the stage we’re going through

Cos peace is more than just

All the doves have flown and we’re all alone

Sunlight will drown us in the echos of our lives