Grievances - Kowloon Walled City

celebrate the long lines.

never see the shapes change.

no love, no empathy.

can you admit it.

no love, no memory.

just admit it.

arm to arm they burned.

with nothing to bear, you learned.

no love, no burden, no memory.

you want the city on fire, you can have it.

now raise a glass, and admit it.

you’d draw those bridges, then forget the next minute.

now look down.

celebrate.

no illusions and no heads on stakes.

come on, we’re not stupid.

we can see your hands move, and the wires.

look down.

celebrate.

no illusions and no heads on stakes.

celebrate.