IAMX - Think of England

      
 
                         Bm                  A 
 In the grip of a winter came, love and greed
         E                       G               
 Insane with faith, I took the driving front seat
 In the lowlight comfort of Berlin streets
 The calm from emptiness duetted with my body heat
         Bm             A     
 I was alone at the front line
         E                       G         
 The message I was told was to try and find
 The joy of a lifetime
        Bm                    
 I just can't think of England
        A               
 I can't see the picture
        E                   G            
 Im still running from the fire, the fire
 
 I just can't think of England
 I can't see the picture
 I'm still running from the fire, the fire, the fire
 
 In the twilight hours of nervous rest
 I bought the beast before believing the threats
 In a foreign field I cut all regrets
 But the poisoned stories just repeat themselves in f**ked-up mess
 
 I was alone for the first time
 The message I was told was to try and find
 The joy of a lifetime
 
 I just can't think of England
 I can't see the picture
 I'm still running from the fire, the fire
 
 I just can't think of England
 I can't see the picture
 I'm still running from the fire, the fire