Morphine City

When you come out of town whimpering
Hanging on to the bliss of the big city
Do we all belong there? Not this time...
When you live in a joke, all is real

I run, we run, running out of irony, yeah

Now reality's gone for all of us
They are laughing at you from above
Count on them to do it until the end
Are they part of a plan to shame you?

I run, we run, running out of irony, yeah

So we're trapped in the Big Destroyer
We gave them all our dreams by cowardice
But we've planted the seed of revenge
And tomorrow will be ours for good

I run, we run, running out of irony, yeah

We will find a place where we could hope together



Credits
Writer(s): Manuel-michel Lafon
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