The Bianca Story
The Bianca Story
The Bianca Story
The Bianca Story
The Bianca Story
The Bianca Story
The Bianca Story
The Bianca Story
The Bianca Story
The Bianca Story
The Bianca Story
Oh would you mind breathing in
And keep the air in just to smell what we've been living around
You think you know it cos it’s us – us
Strangulation till we no more say: “What am I to be?”
I wonder if you know what moves your feet
To the beat of the weather as you cattle down the street
Who do you believe in? who do you believe in – not?
And how does your heart beat?
I'm afraid of the world ‐ I'm afraid of what we're doing with it
Would you like to have your cover blown?
And let the true essence come for the soul
We only need a piece of cake
But what if there is no cake
I wonder if you know what moves your feet
To the beat of the weather as you cattle down the street
Who do you believe in? who do you believe in – not?
And how does your heart beat?
I'm afraid of the world ‐ I'm afraid of what we're doing with it
And all those shadowed speeches
I’ll have you lined up, executed, yeah
And all those shadowy creatures
I’ll have you lined up, executed, yeah
I'm afraid of the world ‐ I'm afraid of what we're doing with it