In car parks,    with broken hearts    Escaping,    the barrage of poison darts       Six men sleep,    but the sound track is unsettling    We watched as the pizzeria burned    I felt a pattern emerge.       Those nights that we,    we snatched defeat from    From the jaws of victory    If only    We had had more room to breathe…       In car parks,    with broken spirits    The sound’s so disturbing.    Have you heard it?       Six men stand,    unable to scale the fencing.    Burn the factory down.    Burn that country to the ground       Those nights that we,    we snatched defeat from    From the jaws of victory    If only    We had had more room to breathe…       We cover    We cover    We cover our faces to protect our features    We cover our faces from the hail of splinters       Those nights that we,    we snatched defeat from    From the jaws of victory    If only    We had had more room to breathe...