Gap In The Fence — Enter Shikari
And I lie here staring up at the stratosphere and hoping we're gonna get out of here
And it seems mad that we're born on the doorstep of squalor and of pedistools
And I lie here surrounded by a range of general anaesthetics
To drowse the fact that fumbling insecurity is not matched by spreading inequalities
In the sunlight where you caught us, plotting the downfall of hoarders In the sunlight where you caught us
In the sunlight where you caught us, plotting the downfall of hoarders In the sunlight where you caught us
It seems that every gap in the fence we'll peak, we'll scratch, we'll stretch, we'll grab anything we can
And if we group together and made a bigger hope that just for our children's hands but for bigger plans
Yeah if we group together and made hope 'cause I don't know about you but I've gotta get out of here
I've gotta get out of here I've gotta get out of here
I've gotta get out of here I've gotta get out of here I've gotta get out of here Woah
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
I've gotta get out of here I've gotta get out of here I've gotta get out of here
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
Wheeling forth so turbulently accepting all the...