Disco Inferno — Even the Sea Sides Against Us lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Even the Sea Sides Against Us" by Disco Inferno.

Lyrics

Don’t expect to be seen
And don’t expect to be heard
Money’s tight at the moment
So is the mind
so close, I could sell my kids for it
But I’d rather be penniless, than buy any shares for it
We’re at the very edge of the future
And now we can see it
Yet we’re begging for scraps on the tables
We’re blatant oppurtunists
Will I still be here
The same time next year?
We’re waiting for a future
To come along this way
Thinkers think with their heads
Their hugs are tired
To their breath
The sea sweeps up the poor
But we can’t get a pass
We just wanna see for ourselves
What the tropics are like at long last