If you’re out in the darkness
and you feel those winds of the night
are you in for the night?
come into the light
and if you feel like you’re falling
and you got no one by your side
once again I invite
come into the light
I’ve been moved around so much I ain’t got no affiliations
with any type of country
with any nation
united states of hysterical complacence
I love the place I live
but I will always be an alien
with a number on my forehead imprinted
like yeah
you exist
so long as do your digits
so kick a midget
like the U.S. foreign policy
yeah keep control of the globe
keep monopoly
I grew up British with the jack on my f**king back
lions in my f**king eyes
child of the f**king times
grew up strong with a middle eastern father
who couldn’t stand the middle east
he couldn’t have been farther
from an Arab
I’m an Arab though
take me home
I see the strength that my people in the kingdom hold
I see the ignorance too
I see the stagnation
religion casting you back into damnation
there ain’t no virgins at the end of the light source
only darkness and invertebral life forms
so do me proud and smell the f**king qahwah
the end is nigh
yo
this the 11th hour
I love a sunburnt country
a land of sweeping plains
of ragged mountain ranges
of droughts and flooding rains
I miss the home that I never got to know
memories of ‘mococars’ and little nana rose
blood of the convicts running through my veins
mama I promise I’ll return another day
I feel the criminal twinge
it’s in my mind-set
grew up right
but nonetheless the time kept
a memory of the stupid things I did
the foolishness of youth
the repercussions that they bring
so long I live
I’ll feel guilty for my sins
may they fix themselves in time
I hope one day you'll forgive
crystal seas like the colour of her eyes
I miss you more than life
wish I could go and find
the open seas
so I could lay out to breathe
scatter the ash and release your memories
This world’s a stage and I’m the last man behind curtains
900 seconds to get the world working
I’ve been blown like winds across the globe
I need a space to rest to exist on my own
we're about 39 security protocols from the end of the world
which would only be our fault
this little planet of ours has much to give
so keep your holy wars and the hatred that they bring
and keep your covert military domination
no fly-zone
bullshit dissemination
of your global megalomaniac agenda
yeah
bigger guns but the world won’t surrender
father from Jordan
mother from Australia
born in the U.K
grew up in America
we're about to kill everything while we have it
and take my word on this
I’m a child of this planet
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