Blackout Problems
Blackout Problems
Blackout Problems
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Blackout Problems
You can say it never makes a difference
I might say I didn't get the point
We experiment with corrections
To the lives we've been living here
I'll make it clear, I don't have any answers
My thesis lost its point
Days in nights out, I'm wondering
Will the effect finally kick in
It never makes a difference
Nothing keeps us moving
It never makes a difference
Nothing keeps us moving
I've been all confused by your answers
Before I even had the chance to ask
You seemed so damn sure about the essence
It never kicked in
It never kicked in
It never ever had time to dig in
Try to make me feel alive
Our time was up
(It never makes a difference)
Our life's a fight
(If nothing keeps us moving on)
Countless hours on the phone
Something feels wrong
(It never makes a difference)
Nothing feels right
(If nothing keeps us moving on)
We've come too far to give it up now
Our ship has sailed but the captain's dead
Once we were floating in our options
Look at us now
Look at us now
We're scared and drowning in our doubts
It never makes a difference
Try to make me feel alive
Our time was up
(It never makes a difference)
Our life's a fight
(If nothing keeps us moving on)
Countless hours on the phone
Something feels wrong
(It never makes a difference)
Nothing feels right
(If nothing keeps us moving on)
It never makes a difference
Nothing keeps us moving
It never makes a difference
Nothing keeps us moving
Try to make me feel alive
It never makes a difference
Nothing keeps us moving
Countless hours on the phone
It never makes a difference
Nothing keeps us moving
I heare a very gental sound
Very near yaeh
Very far
Very soft yeah
Yery cleare
Come today
Come today
What have they done to the earth?
What have they done to our fair sister?
Revange and plunder returne bitter
Sucker with knives in the set of the dawn
And [?]
I heare a very gental sound
With my ear down to the ground
We want the world
And we want it now