I hadn't comprehended your desperation
Contemplation, leads to realisation
Maybe you didn't need those framed photos
Although those pictures of highs will go well with these lows
And so;
Dreamland welcomes you, don't protest
Especially as there's no trains until further notice
This will take between twelve and sixteen months
It's not fun, which is ironic as they call this dump
An;
Amusement arcade
But it's us that get played
To the system, we're slaves
Get me out of this place
I made mistakes, it's how I ended up here too
But I'll do what I can to save you, and your boy, it's true
I'll teach you things you may never have seen
Chicken tikka masala, now you're the curry queen
Those men might not be pimps, but they're damn near close
Stick a camera in your face whilst you take off your clothes, they know
You've no other options, that's why you even listened
A better life for you and your son is your only mission
Tried it once and you left
As you cried from the stress
To the system, we're slaves
I'll get you out of this place
Forget any costs 'cause now we're breaking free
If you forget all your fears and just trust me, you'll be
Hitching on the motorway to get back home
Just one last flight from London and then all you'll know
From this place will be a pile of memories
Mostly rotten, I'm sure, but I hope some good ones of me
You see, I know that I'll never forget you
You made Stonehaven less stoney for a while, it's true
The painting hangs on my wall
I just wish I had the wherewithal to know
To the system we're slaves
But I got you out of this place
credits
from Last Resort / Remember When,
released September 17, 2021
Music: Ben Garnett / Papa Roach
Lyrics: Ian Perry
Programming: The Organ Grinder's Monkey
Vocals: Frank Fiott
Recorded by Ben Garnett / Ian Perry. Mixed by Ben Garnett.