Angles

Things in life ain't always quite what they seem

There's more than one given angle to any one given scene

So bear that in mind next time you try to intervene

On any one given angle, on any one given scene

My name is Mark; I go to uni and college

Don't socialise that much, I just revise and build knowledge

At times I find that I've become a virtual recluse

I let my belt of interaction hang decisively loose

But I came here to learn, that's the life that I choose

So if people think that I'm boring, they can bring their abuse

See a lot of people think that I'm boring and say

That maybe I'm a weirdo or maybe I'm gay

But that's cool, cause when I get a good job and good pay

I'll get a house for just my brother and me some day

And that's the reason I'm here, just to build for the future

And if it means better grades, I'd even sleep with my tutor

Things in life ain't always quite what they seem

There's more than one given angle to any one given scene

So bear that in mind next time you try to intervene

On any one given angle, on any one given scene

My name is Paul and I've been a guard for six months

The shop that I guard is better than most dumps

And I like it here; my boss, he's a pro

He's taught me tricks of the trade that other guards wouldn't know

He's taught me in this game, there's some rules you gotta bend

And not to forget these thieving pricks ain't your friends

And that appearance is key cause there's a message to send

And above all, it's your fellow guards you defend

The other day my boss was stabbed by some lowlife psycho

He's in hospital now, so every night that's where I go

He's on the brink, he's showing no fear though

Cause if he dies there, he'll be dying a hero

Things in life ain't always quite what they seem

There's more than one given angle to any one given scene

So bear that in mind next time you try to intervene

On any one given angle, on any one given scene

My name is Keith, I ain't so much a racist

But if one reached out a hand, I'd decline their embraces

I work security in a shop in charge of five other guards

And I've got all of their respect cause I run this shit hard

I nicked one kid today; he didn't show enough respect and attention

So I grabbed him by the neck, that's my own form of redemption

I do no real harm; just make sure that it hurts

It ain't going by the book, but believe me, it works

Then I sent him on his way, this little shit knows the score now

Instill a little bit of fear - he won't darken my door now

And that's what I do, stop these kids from decline

Do what their parents wouldn't do, put down some boundaries and lines

Things in life ain't always quite what they seem

There's more than one given angle to any one given scene

So bear that in mind next time you try to intervene

On any one given angle, on any one given scene

My name is Billy, I've been beaten since I was three

Mum died when I was born and dad takes it out on me

He ain't a bad man, he just gets drunk and feels alone

I tend to go for a walk and hope he's asleep when I get home

I don't like to talk about it, though; as I said, it ain't his fault

It only happens when he's drunk as a last resort

I wanted to get him a gift to show my support

But I had no money and I stole and I guess I got caught

At times like that, I kinda switch off my mind

Stare blankly into space and let what happens unwind

That seemed to anger this guard, he put his hands round my neck

He said it's time for me to learn some manners and respect

It hurt, but I've had worse before

But it made me realise life was just a series of wars

I went straight home that day and locked the bathroom door

Took a blade to both wrists, they won't hurt me no more

Things in life ain't always quite what they seem

There's more than one given angle to any one given scene

So bear that in mind next time you try to intervene

On any one given angle, on any one given scene

My name is Mark, and today I was told my brother was dead

I returned from uni and burst into tears on his bed

Under his pillow, I found his suicide note and I read

What had happened that day, and what had fucked up his head

The anger I felt right then, there are no words to express

I filled up with so much rage, there was no way to digest

I grabbed a knife and went to town, it was time to regress

Back to an-eye-for-an-eye, last-breath-for-last-breath

I went straight up to the counter and said I'd like to speak

To the guard that nicked my brother on Tuesday of this week

As the girl went through a door and disappeared out of sight

I put my hand in my pocket and I gripped the knife tight

This was it, as she pointed me out to the guard

My hand began to shake, I held the knife so hard

Then as he approached me, there was nothing to say

I stabbed that fucker eight times before they could take me away

Things in life ain't always quite what they seem

There's more than one given angle to any one given scene

So bear that in mind next time you try to intervene

On any one given angle, on any one given scene