Lullaby for the End of the World
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
Sands are flowing and we're going
Slowly out of our minds
With our perceptions and false predictions,
It's beyond looking on the bright side.
We walk around with our eyes closed
And we can't see where we're going!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
Hope is fading! We have to stop waiting
For someone else to start the changing!
Your prescription for this addiction
Just pushed us further in this mess!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
You say you want a change?
Well, I say take a stand!
Because all I see is you holding out your fucking hand.
Take a look around you, this world is dying,
And you'll get nothing if you sit around crying!
It's time to show your hand or sit back and fold!
If you want a future, a future where we grow old?
So turn off that screen and let's raise a glass,
This one goes out to you for getting up off your ass!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
Sands are flowing and we're going
Slowly out of our minds
With our perceptions and false predictions,
It's beyond looking on the bright side.
We walk around with our eyes closed
And we can't see where we're going!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
Hope is fading! We have to stop waiting
For someone else to start the changing!
Your prescription for this addiction
Just pushed us further in this mess!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
You say you want a change?
Well, I say take a stand!
Because all I see is you holding out your fucking hand.
Take a look around you, this world is dying,
And you'll get nothing if you sit around crying!
It's time to show your hand or sit back and fold!
If you want a future, a future where we grow old?
So turn off that screen and let's raise a glass,
This one goes out to you for getting up off your ass!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
We're running out of time!
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Writer(s): Tsunami Bomb
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