Rogue Gene by The Plague Monkeys Lyrics

A stranger stands in my doorway bumming a cigarette

And temper boy is hiding in the space beneath the bed
I sense a voice disappearing from the centre of this noise

I'm not always sure I love you but then do I have a choice?

Sometimes you have to face your enemy so look at me

I tire of people asking why as a prelude to judgement
The killing kinds that give the lie to the politics of dysfunction
Is this the core of emptiness in each suburban district
Or the anomaly of consciousness
A base human conflict?

Sometimes you have to face your enemy so look at me

It seems the soul craves oblivion while the body lusts for life
The human urge is to hide away while struggling to survive
And all the things that I would say
To an angry child of five are hidden, hidden
Just too late trust you