View Lyrics: Here We Go Again

Viewing lyrics for Here We Go Again by Bleach.

Dew on the pavement, morning in the wintertime/
Speakers on my ears, cause me to hear the rhymes/
When the ears hear what they can’t contain/
The eyes see what’s past the brain/
Canvas paint, except the canvas ain’t that/
It’s concrete, bitumen, bricks and paint that lay flat/
With words on the walls that ignore all the rules/
Set a trial for paedophiles and let ‘em in the schools/
Writing on the window pane that glints in the sun/
Six shots into his kid outta the gun/
Alone in this street, with nobody passing
But still, I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin/
See the stores where the fluorescent lights flicker/
Where they sell you grease in a box and hope that you die quicker/
Snare and bass keep banging in the beat/
As the words just chase me off down the street/

Here we go again right, here we go again like/
Here we go again right, here we go again like/
Not this again like, not this again right?/
Not this again like, not this again right?
Here we go again right, here we go again like/
Here we go again right, here we go again like/
Not this again like, not this again right?/
Not this again like, not this again…

I see what no one else does on the walls with a soundtrack/
As I enter the train station and leave that little town passed/
And I see a woman I’ve never met in my years/
She fucking hates Brooklyn, I made her stay here/
Now cue the smoke machines and the simulated rain/
She said I’m not giving in, I’m finished and walked away/
I’ve had the pleasure of seeing our hero kick and scream/
Cash rules everything around me, CREAM/
When the rich wage war it’s the poor who die/
Pure like the thought if I jump I’ll fly/
It’s the age of the sacred terror/
I just want you all to know that I will love you all forever/
Like damnit… I’m fucking beat/
Train doors close and I’m down on the seat/
Headphones off, notepad out/
Pen thoughts down for another fucking round/