Testify - I:Gor

The movie ran through me

The glamour subdue me

The tabloid untie me

I’m empty please fill me

Mister anchor assure me

That Baghdad is burning

Your voice it is so soothing

That cunning mantra of killing

I need you my witness

To dress this up so bloodless

To numb me and purge me now

Of thoughts of blaming you

Yes the car is our wheelchair

My witness your coughing

Oily silence mocks the legless

Ones who travel now in coffins

On the corner

The jury’s sleepless

We found your weakness

And it’s right outside our door

Now testify

Now testify

It’s right outside our door

Now testify

Yes testify

It’s right outside our door