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LYRICS

They can’t even tell what’s right from wrong 
They don’t even know whose side they’re on 
We can’t trust a single word they say 
They’ll tell us something different the next day 
We can’t even begin to understand 
We’re just left here, holding our heads in our hands 
Wondering what the fuck they’re gonna do next 
But I guess it suits them that we’re all perplexed 

Ain’t it funny how they head out into the street, 
Shaking hands with all the numbers they meet? 
But when they get their arse in that seat 
We only ever see them on TV 
They play us like we’re pawns in a game 
Manipulate us into ticking their name 
They go back on every single promise they made 
And rub their hands together at another game well played 

You see, the problem is they’ll never change 
Forever motivated by personal gain 
They’ll syphon the planet right down to the core 
For as long as it feeds them more and more 
They show no interest in our future race 
They’re more concerned with being first in space 
They just can’t wait to get their foot out that door 
Stomp it down on another planet and fuck it up

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`The Turtle Project` started out as exactly that, a project, a songwriting project that was born from years of being a musician in many bands, doing countless gigs, naturally gathering experience and inspiration until, one day, I stumbled upon the fact that I could actually put those experiences and many others into words. The composing aspect grew from that into what it is today ...



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