Political Moves

In your quiet desperation
You are fighting to be free
Chased by the hounds of justice
And now you're telling me
“I can't take it no more”
And it's becoming a routine.

There's an open invitation
To change the circumstance
Unless you lay your weapon down
We haven't got a chance
I can't take it no more
It's become a routine.

Gotta feeling that nothing satisfies
There's a hunger and yearning in you
That you can't deny.

It's a political move
You got something to prove
Love is a ritual
You wanna tame the beast on the loose.

It's a passion situation
Our desire holds the key
Now you're under sentence
And you put the blame on me
I can't take it no more
It's become a routine.

There's an emptiness that's burning deep inside
There's a hunger and a yearning in you
And that won't be denied.

It's a political move
You got something to prove
Love is a ritual
You wanna tame the beast on the loose.