Retching On The Dirt lyrics

Song information

Artist: Napalm Death
Album: Fear Emptiness Despair

Lyrics

I'm retching on the dirt
It's earthiness coating my throat
I'm wincing on the bitterest pill
I refuse to swallow
I'm offered the warmth of a velvet gloves
An iron fist to some
I'm treated like a scab
A traitor in my kind
I'm hounded by white-right might
That wants the country pure
I'm incensed by those in awe
Of "living amongst their own"
Selective perfection will cut their own throats!
I'm constantly forcing the point
But we're all retching on dist
And we'll choke if we don't spit it out!