It's a trap

This is the season for action baby,
This is a reason for war.
I've tasted freedom and I think maybe,
It's time to settle the score.
It's as if all the boys got lazy,
This island's become a bore.
So it goes that we're down on our luck,
And I've got nothing to say anymore.

I dont even care what you say,
I cant hear the words anyway.
I dont even care what you do, you do.
I tried but I can't hide the truth.

I want to know I want a show,
I want my time back
There isn't room in here for all you lack
I'm trying to stay alive, You're ready to attack
They want you out, and well they want me back
You want another, want another better lover
My soul is cunning so im running under cover
we were baited now we're painting back the numbers
The sand has settled but your ship is going under