Untitled Wildlife
Kept up, held strong, peaceful, inviting
Untouched and loved, now we're thankful, no fighting
Now we got hot times, hard times
And we got lost homes, lost lives
We're all feeling fucked-up, hurt, fearful of fighting
We're feeling hopeless, we're feeling sad
Keep on having flashbacks to a moment in a dream I had
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
I could feel a sickness
I could feel a sickness seeping up through my feet
I could see destruction
I can see destruction erupting heat in the trees
Now we got hot times, hard times
And we got lost homes, lost lives
I could feel the anger, the anger, the anger
The anger, the anger, the anger, the anger rising in me
We're feeling hopeless, we're feeling sad
Keep on having flashbacks to a moment in a dream I had
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
Swept up with weakness, hurting and dying
But we're here to no end, just thinking and trying
Now we got hot times, hard times
And we got lost homes, lost lives
We're all feeling fucked-up, hurt, fearful of fighting
We're feeling hopeless, we're feeling sad
Keep on having flashbacks to a moment in a dream I had
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
This sunburnt country's getting burnt
Untouched and loved, now we're thankful, no fighting
Now we got hot times, hard times
And we got lost homes, lost lives
We're all feeling fucked-up, hurt, fearful of fighting
We're feeling hopeless, we're feeling sad
Keep on having flashbacks to a moment in a dream I had
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
I could feel a sickness
I could feel a sickness seeping up through my feet
I could see destruction
I can see destruction erupting heat in the trees
Now we got hot times, hard times
And we got lost homes, lost lives
I could feel the anger, the anger, the anger
The anger, the anger, the anger, the anger rising in me
We're feeling hopeless, we're feeling sad
Keep on having flashbacks to a moment in a dream I had
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
Swept up with weakness, hurting and dying
But we're here to no end, just thinking and trying
Now we got hot times, hard times
And we got lost homes, lost lives
We're all feeling fucked-up, hurt, fearful of fighting
We're feeling hopeless, we're feeling sad
Keep on having flashbacks to a moment in a dream I had
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
This sunburnt country's getting burnt to the ground
This sunburnt country's getting burnt
Credits
Writer(s): Frank Lees, Greg Rietwyk, Iain Macrae, Natalie Foster
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