Devil's Island

This is your country
This is your home
Here is the house where you grew up alone.

The city streets
You used to love
Are bruised and broken
Are black and blue
On our TV's, miles away
On our doorsteps with no reason why
Take it back, take it back, take it back.

This is your country
This is your home
Here is the house where you grew up alone
Remember this for what it was
Take it back, take it back, take it back.

You want a voice
But your voices sound like violence
You don't deserve this life.

This is your country
This is your home
Here is the house where you grew up alone
Remember this for what it was
A bleak projection of absent minds.

You want a voice
But your voices sound like violence
You shout so loud but all I hear is silence
The city streets that you show no love
Are bruised and broken
Because of you.

This is your country
This is your home
Here is the house where you grew up alone
Remember this for what it was.