Eight Days Lyrics - Pitch Shifter

Eight Days
Eight days of the week can’t believe my eyes
Insurrection in the streets so we stay inside
Go, it’s coming
Eight days of the week we’re dead on our feet
take me aside just shoot me
No black and white, black and white
wish we could drive right through you
Tired of wishing things were different I can sympathise
Lately things don’t seem so easy there’s no black and white
Go, it’s coming
Eight days of the week we’re dead on our feet
take me aside just shoot me
No black and white, black and white
wish we could drive right through you