Under the sun

Look what we have got

And those who haven't

Bad luck

We've been running 'round

Pushing the shopping cart

January twothousandtwelve

Even in the suburbs of rome

A brick in a castle

A camp for those on the run

Dance as weapons

Release my

Eyes eyes eyes eyes tell me you

Some other kid is sucking on my thumb

Eyes eyes eyes eyes tell me you

Another kid needs to suck on my thumb

Under the sun

Picking piles of flowers for the flowers' pot

It's all that I've got

On my doorstep

A screaming hand

I'm telling you stories

Trust me

Rewrite history

To suit our needs

Open my country

A tooth for an

Eye eyes eyes eyes tell me you

Some other kid is sucking on my thumb

Eyes eyes eyes eyes tell me you

Another kid needs to suck on my thumb

Border's lies

The idea of what's mine

A strange desire

Drawing lines with a ruler

Bring the fuel to the fire