Prisoners - Chic Raw

I need you 'cause I have a problem tonight Cold breeze in a storm and electric night Shut down the city 'cause I'll do that for you I can taste the bitter sting of the blue Stop and pray for a while For everything goes wrong My heart goes out on pause for you When we sing the prisoners' song The prisoners song I refuse to be a beaten man, I won't accept defeat I've been reaching for the stars 'cause you know I'm hard to beat So step aside and wait your turn 'cause you will get your time But not 'til I'm dead and gone, 'cause I ain't finished with mine, no Stop and pray for a while For everything goes wrong My heart goes out on pause for you When we sing the prisoners' song The prisoners song Sacrifice our souls for a working wage A constant state of manifest rage Cast off, abandoned and into the cold Their time will come before they grow old Stop and pray for a while For everything goes wrong My heart goes out on pause for you When we sing the prisoners' song The prisoners song

I want to learn how to fly I want to be respected I want to get lucky I want to get out of this dump I just want to watch TV I want to be loved I want to be different I want a brother and sister I'd just rather be forgotten I want to save the world I want to be understood I want to be rich Man, I just want to be somebody Hmm, yeah Julie's got the word today She lost her job just one last pay Life don't come easy anymore, no Still strugglin' on by herself Got a picture of Jimmy there on the shelf And she looks at him and says "why did we let it go there?" I know that sometimes, baby We didn't see things eye-to-eye But I got just one question Did we have to say goodbye? Oh, just like prisoners in paradise Still far from Heaven's door Yeah, we had it all but still we wanted more Now I realize that I can't turn back The future's here to stay But hey, we're just children of tomorrow hangin' on to yesterday Well, Jimmy still recalls the night When he took his guitar and headed on out to find the big time Yeah, that was his dream He gave up his past and made it alright But there's somethin' missin' in his heart tonight Sometimes what you want Ain't what you need, no, no He misses drivin' down to the lake at night Holdin' his baby in his arms so tight Ain't it hard to find illusions When you're livin' in a memory Oh, just like prisoners in paradise So close but yet so far There will come a time, no matter who you are When you ask yourself "was it right or wrong for me to turn away?" But hey, we're just children of tomorrow hangin' on to yesterday Whoa-whoa, yeah-yeah Prisoners in paradise, hmm Prisoners in paradise, yeah-yeah We're just prisoners in paradise Still far from Heaven's door Yeah, we had it all but still we wanted more We're just prisoners in paradise So close but yet so far There will come a time, no matter, no matter who you are When you ask yourself "was it right or wrong for me to turn away?" But hey, we're just children of tomorrow hangin' on to yesterday

Oooh, yeeeeaaaah Everywhere there are prisonners of love Who will set them free, hear there voices crying You know why you can never hear them now Everywhere their walls look the same no lights in the street Children smile, play again when our life might let them fall Hey they're still singing our song straight from our ancesters cries Years going by still no changes here how yes I feel that Maybe you can feel what my heart believes You and I could make our own heaven Just scare to go outside why do we do it Same missing excuses and your house full of fear If big shoes in your mailbox Children let but my heart cries Why do we hurt one and other, killing love Killing love, killing love, killing love A peine 8 heures Les gens se couchent avec le jour, la nuit naît déserte Les réverbères lèchent les cloches vêtues de froid Que la faim a tenue en alerte La rue ne rit plus que dans les yeux des gosses Qui la hantent comme la honte quand un aut' A ses pieds fuit enfin le malheur Et sa vie est trop pleine de fausses notes Sur le terrain la peur gagne, peur de tout, de rien De ne pas avoir assez de biens La peur de ne pas donner assez de coups La peur de finir moins haut que le voisin Dansent, les liens de la meute dense Le cœur pour écrin, serein, et laisse leur silence Qui glacent le dos où souffrance et jouissance sont jumeaux Y'a trop de pression dehors On sort chacun dans son scaphandre, ouais Et parler, pour quoi faire Quand y'a les mains pour s'comprendre, ouais Le crime devient un passe-temps dans la nasse On se débat souvent, mais la chance trace Pas le temps et on tombe de guerre lasse souvent Mais la rue, elle, demeure, telle un veilleur des grands innommables Seconde après seconde, heure par heure Sa voie dure comme fer narre la crise fable Une seule histoire sans fin, une boucle séculaire, un mauvais air A peine huit heures les gens se couchent, seule la rue erre

Lying awake, naked in bed Thoughts of your body Running through my head It's hard to escape the wounds of the past Every time I say something real I wanna take it back Sensitive I'm peeling back my skin You got me raw raw So emotional Raw raw Oh I feel exposed Chainsaw Buzzing at my throat Pressure building up inside my chest You pulled the stitches out again I feel the feelings creeping in You got me raw raw Raw raw Raw I came up from the depths of hell with a golf club in my hand You disarmed me, no defense My armor turned to sand It's hard to escape the wounds of the past Every time I feel something real I wanna take it back Sensitive I'm peeling back my skin You got me raw raw So emotional Raw raw Oh I feel exposed Chainsaw Buzzing at my throat Pressure building up inside my chest You pulled the stitches out again I feel the feelings creeping in You got me raw raw Raw raw Chainsaw Raw raw Cold in your warm embrace It's salt in my open veins Control I'm relinquishing Sensitive I'm peeling back my skin You got me raw raw So emotional Raw raw Oh I feel exposed Chainsaw Buzzing at my throat Pressure building up inside my chest You pulled the stitches out again I feel the feelings creeping in Raw