Airways - White Noise Boys

Words in this book are gettin' into my bed
I can't sleep at night 'cause there's a gun at my head
The disinformation that the newsreaders spread
I can't understand what they're sayin'
I pace through the night like the kids in the park
Spraying the playground and leaving their mark
The ones in the street shouting out after dark
I can't hear the music I'm playin'

When you're losing your mind 'cause you're on the wrong side
And you'd wish that they'd stop
White noise boys
When you're losing your mind 'cause you're on the wrong side
And you'd wish that they'd stop
White noise boys

They come in a pack with the writing in black
And their girls have a stamp in the small of their back
They think they're the shit when they're on the attack
There's love and there's hate on their fingers
For the people in boots and Italian suits
Who hang out in bars in their dominant groups
The blank conversation, it just goes round in loops
And the sound that they make always lingers

When you're losing your mind 'cause you're on the wrong side
And you'd wish that they'd stop
White noise boys
When you're losing your mind 'cause you're on the wrong side
And you'd wish that they'd stop
White noise boys
When you're losing your mind 'cause you're on the wrong side
And you'd wish that they'd stop
White noise boys
When you're losing your mind 'cause you're on the wrong side
And you'd wish that they'd stop

White noise boys
White noise boys

When you're losing your mind 'cause you're on the wrong side
And you'd wish that they'd stop
White noise boys
When you're losing your mind 'cause you're on the wrong side
And you'd wish that they'd stop
White noise boys
When you're losing your mind 'cause you're on the wrong side
And you'd wish that they'd stop
White noise boys
When you're losing your mind 'cause you're on the wrong side
And you'd wish that they'd stop