Future Primitive
Another day, I've got no convictions
Hard to say when it all will end
And either way, it's to hell with ambitions
Losing faith is the brand new trend
I won't believe it, I see no exceptions
We've both been cheated, but you call it "free"
This social disease is just getting to me
I don't want to wait, so I'm
Letting go, whoa, maybe we're all to blame
It's all too much now
Whoa, whoa, lately it's all the same
So I'm just letting go
If you're asking me, well, the future looks empty
Nothing more than some dead-end signs
It's looking blеak and it's less than tempting
We'rе just losing our state of mind
I won't believe it, I see no exceptions
We've all been cheated, but you call it "free"
The social disease is just getting to me
I don't want to wait, so I'm
Letting go, whoa, maybe we're all to blame
It's all too much now
Whoa, whoa, lately it's all the same
So I'm just letting go
It's too late to change your mind
So go yours, I'll go mine
Another day, I've got no convictions
Hard to say when it all will end
And either way, it's to hell with ambitions
Losing faith is the brand new trend
I won't believe it, I see no exceptions
We've all been cheated, but you call it "free"
The social disease is just getting to me
I don't want to wait, so I'm
Letting go, whoa, maybe we're all to blame
It's all too much now
Whoa, whoa, lately it's all the same
So I'm just letting go
No faith, no answers found
No trace of meaning, there's nothing, no sound
Hard to say when it all will end
And either way, it's to hell with ambitions
Losing faith is the brand new trend
I won't believe it, I see no exceptions
We've both been cheated, but you call it "free"
This social disease is just getting to me
I don't want to wait, so I'm
Letting go, whoa, maybe we're all to blame
It's all too much now
Whoa, whoa, lately it's all the same
So I'm just letting go
If you're asking me, well, the future looks empty
Nothing more than some dead-end signs
It's looking blеak and it's less than tempting
We'rе just losing our state of mind
I won't believe it, I see no exceptions
We've all been cheated, but you call it "free"
The social disease is just getting to me
I don't want to wait, so I'm
Letting go, whoa, maybe we're all to blame
It's all too much now
Whoa, whoa, lately it's all the same
So I'm just letting go
It's too late to change your mind
So go yours, I'll go mine
Another day, I've got no convictions
Hard to say when it all will end
And either way, it's to hell with ambitions
Losing faith is the brand new trend
I won't believe it, I see no exceptions
We've all been cheated, but you call it "free"
The social disease is just getting to me
I don't want to wait, so I'm
Letting go, whoa, maybe we're all to blame
It's all too much now
Whoa, whoa, lately it's all the same
So I'm just letting go
No faith, no answers found
No trace of meaning, there's nothing, no sound
Credits
Writer(s): Deryck Whibley
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