The History of Plastic - The War On Drugs

I’ve been a fool, been amused

Been abused

By you

I’ve Been a slave to your hand

De-contained and rearranged

And then enslaved

All the same

Oo i been used

By you, babe

Oo i been hung by the feeling

I been treated with a curse

And i can’t take all the dreaming away from you, most

I had a dream

That you’ll see me through

But i lost that feeling

Yeah i lost that feeling

For you

I was amazed at all the things that had taken all my days up

I been amazed at all the things that i’ve been takin my days up with

But i don’t mind coming here

Looking for you to see me through again

Oh you put a curse on me babe

Yeah you put a curse on me babe

Yeah you put a curse on me babe

Been arranged and decontained

I’ve been enslaved just for your name, babe

Oh i been a fool for you

And every day that i’m awake i’m amazed by how i take up my days

Cus i’ve been a fighter for you

And i’ve been in love with you

But it could see me

Rising up from the hills

Rising up from the ocean

Rising up from the mountain

Rising up from the garden

Rising up from the fountain

Rising up from the hills

Rising up from the pavement