Lesson 5 (Timeline)
One person's faith
One person's infectious disease, a dog's bark
One person's freedom
One person's wall and prison
One person's nationalism is terrorism to a stranger
The answers just led to more problems in this mechanism
A demon in your computer, phone and TV
Wherever you look, the cut up pieces of truth are for sale
It's easy
Tempers flare at just one bite
Small dissatisfaction makes the fiery flower of self-righteousness bloom
Justifying all sins
Defense and even murder is alright
Never guilty
Separating the heart that desires the difference between right or wrong
Pursuing it until gray because black and white, until coals turn into ash
No one has a sense of direction in the dark
Whoever becomes blind first is the king
In this thirsty world, even poison is like a stream of water
Knowledge gives illness
"I know" 1
We got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
my timeline's blowin' up today
We got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
class is in session
One person's poem is another person's obscene moan
One person's book-keeping is another person's journalism
One person's truth is another person's sacrilege, treason
Interest brings about more indifference in this mechanism
A demon
Lord have mercy
Computer, phone and TV, a tightrope walk of the public opinion
There are only idols that bite tongues and no savior
If you shut up, you make money but if you speak up, you get punished
They make easiness become holy
Even the truth becomes a bluff, genuinity becomes fake
Separating the public sentiment between right or wrong
Pursuing it until gray because black and white, until coals turn into ash
If the whole world shuts up
The first person to be deaf is the king
If you give just one drop of blood to this thirsty world
They stick out their clicking tongues
"One glass for me too"
Shut up
These deep words
These thoughts don't help me
Shit is crazy.
My head hurts
These serious words
These thoughts don't bring me money
Fuck you pay me.
We got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
just a lot of questions.
One person's infectious disease, a dog's bark
One person's freedom
One person's wall and prison
One person's nationalism is terrorism to a stranger
The answers just led to more problems in this mechanism
A demon in your computer, phone and TV
Wherever you look, the cut up pieces of truth are for sale
It's easy
Tempers flare at just one bite
Small dissatisfaction makes the fiery flower of self-righteousness bloom
Justifying all sins
Defense and even murder is alright
Never guilty
Separating the heart that desires the difference between right or wrong
Pursuing it until gray because black and white, until coals turn into ash
No one has a sense of direction in the dark
Whoever becomes blind first is the king
In this thirsty world, even poison is like a stream of water
Knowledge gives illness
"I know" 1
We got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
my timeline's blowin' up today
We got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
class is in session
One person's poem is another person's obscene moan
One person's book-keeping is another person's journalism
One person's truth is another person's sacrilege, treason
Interest brings about more indifference in this mechanism
A demon
Lord have mercy
Computer, phone and TV, a tightrope walk of the public opinion
There are only idols that bite tongues and no savior
If you shut up, you make money but if you speak up, you get punished
They make easiness become holy
Even the truth becomes a bluff, genuinity becomes fake
Separating the public sentiment between right or wrong
Pursuing it until gray because black and white, until coals turn into ash
If the whole world shuts up
The first person to be deaf is the king
If you give just one drop of blood to this thirsty world
They stick out their clicking tongues
"One glass for me too"
Shut up
These deep words
These thoughts don't help me
Shit is crazy.
My head hurts
These serious words
These thoughts don't bring me money
Fuck you pay me.
We got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
we got no answers
just a lot of questions.
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Writer(s): Seon Woong Lee, Peejay
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