Bacardi

[Verse 1]

When you walk home from the party

Drunk on Bacardi and listening

To the voices that lie to you nightly

Make you frightened of everyone

[Verse 2]

Make you sorry for something

You go home and spend your life alone with the stereo

Watching the late show; or force yourself

Out in the night to meet your generation

You feel like claymation in fluorescent light

[Verse 3]

When you walk home from the party

Drunk on Bacardi and listening

To the voices that lie to you nightly

Make you sorry for something

You go home and spend your life alone with the stereo

Watching the late show; or force yourself

Out in the night to meet your generation

You feel like claymation in fluorescent light

[Chorus]

On our knees, we made it hard to see

We made it hard to breathe and the air was thin

On our knees, we made it hard to see

We made it hard to breathe and the air was thin

On our knees, we made it hard to see

We made it hard to breathe and the air was thin

Made it hard to see, made it hard to breathe

Made it hard to see, made it hard to breathe