Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh
Street lights Shed the light of vision to the calling plot You remember every moment Was there ever a time? Or has it always been like this? Tonight the bottle offers no answers These were the decisions you said you could handle This was the moment you said you were ready for So the unexpected doesn't appease me
Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh
All day I saw around you Construction of lies Tear apart your insides They're whispers Not suggestions Liar icons Too full of sense of direction Blind, miracle cures Offer to sedate the friend of the flesh Seizes the benefit The words of the charade Save our companions Will there ever be a time?
Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh
Spent a lifetime in order to realize What place I did it in The material in each and empty thoughts The standards of beauty Look straight fascist Save our social expectations Or are you just so far gone to realize Too close up to understand Human nature versus man Disorder! To understand anarchists Still annoyed by us anarchists Sell our shit to all the kids
Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhhTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
