One down, two to go They multiply on impact for the show But we didn't switch off So freedom took a long sad bow for us Dropped and hung behind the curtain Red as the operating rooms worsen Sense of wrong, doom scroll on To less important ills
Why aren't we running for the hills? Or hunting for the kill? Dance like you're on fire Oh, go crazy on yourself Your Last Rites sung by the choir You can't control this anyway Dance like you're on fire And oh, you might as well The last night of an empire
In the light of no truth As sure as sea levels are rising In the spin of breaking news You droppеd your confidence in happiness (and your innocеnce) This data indignity That hoodwinked you for a great awakening Meanwhile, everything you ever cared about Got hot swapped out for someone else's twisted dream
We should be running for the hills 'Cause no one's got the will anymore I haven't got the will Click, buy, ugh Dance like you're on fire Oh, go crazy on yourself Your Last Rites sung by the choir You can't control this anyway Dance like you're on fire And oh, you might as well It's the last night of an empire
So, it's come to this We're in the biz A systemic hysteric's normalizing disbelief Temper, temper, hate thy neighbor, that is, unless you agree So, it's come to this? We're in the biz A systemic hysteric's normalizing disbelief Temper, temper, hate thy neighbor, that is, unless you agree
Slam! Pow! Bang! Whack! Kaboom! Kapow! Bam! Crack! What the...? Slam! Pow! Bang! Whack! Kaboom! Kapow! Bam! What the hell?
Dance like you're on fire Oh, go crazy on yourself Your Last Rites sung by the choir You can't control this anyway Dance like you're not a liar And oh, you might as well Is the last night of an empire
Just go and switch another episode on And turn the world off while you twiddle your thumbs A population toughs it out until dawn Don't miss your putting buddies down on the lawn Just go and switch another episode on And turn the world off while you twiddle your thumbs A population toughs it out until dawn Don't let the serious stuff distract you from your madness, your illness
Somebody get this guy a doctor A doctor, (a doctor), doctor, (a doctor) A doctor, (a doctor), doctor, (a doctor) A doctor, a doctor We should be running for the hills Or hunting for the kill Why aren't we running for the hills? Or hunting for the kill?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
