Humanimals

I heard a rumor 'bout the end of the world
For ages it's been going on
And I've been trying to learn
Trying to figure out where we went wrong
It seems we're hanging by a thread
And it's crystal clear we are marching towards the end

Progress is slowing
Where Are we going?
Under? Under?
Bullets are flying
People are dying
Where are we hiding?
Under? Slumber?

People say the world's on fire
And you can see the smoke reach higher
And higher, And higher, And higher
And people say the earth is painted with our blood
That our race was always meant to self-destruct

Progress is slowing
Where Are we going?
Under? Under?
Bullets are flying
People are dying
Where are we hiding?
Under? Slumber?

And I can't accept that this is our fate
I won't believe we were built for hating
I thought that we were meant for something great
We aren't animals
Not animals

Progress is slowing
Where Are we going?
Under? Under?
Bullets are flying
People are dying
Where are we hiding?
Under



Credits
Writer(s): Tony Worrmann Jensen, Kim Worrmann, Ruben Alexander Svingholm, Gustav Bjerrum Myrfeld, Jan Aslak Thorndahl Lindballe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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