Crap Is the New Black
We were worn dead
Down to soulless
We were torn from all
That we wanted
Who makes the rules
Breaks the will
Takes the pay
Speaks astray
We were worn cold
Down to soulless
Maybe I'm burning
But I don't mind now.
The times are trying hard
To swallow the will of heart
Maybe I'm burning
And I don't even mind
Cause time should be mine
No trend will slow me down
Cutting edges of inverted circles
Run trial and error on the worn dead
Guitars are dead
Hipsters giving each other head
Crap is the new black
We all need a break
We all need a break
Take off your shades
Dress off, you're stuck up
Take off your shades
Dress off, you're stuck up
Maybe I'm burning
But I don't mind now.
The times are trying hard
To swallow the will of heart
Maybe I'm burning
And I don't even mind
Cause time should be mine
No trend will slow me down
Oh, how the thoughts are old now
And they seem so golden, and they seem so golden
Oh, how the thoughts are old now
But they seem so golden, but they seem so golden
Maybe I'm burning
But I don't mind now.
The times are trying hard
To swallow the will of heart
Maybe I'm burning
And I don't even mind
Cause time should be mine
No trend will slow me down
Take off your shades
Dress off, you're stuck up
Take off your shades
Dress off, you're stuck up
Down to soulless
We were torn from all
That we wanted
Who makes the rules
Breaks the will
Takes the pay
Speaks astray
We were worn cold
Down to soulless
Maybe I'm burning
But I don't mind now.
The times are trying hard
To swallow the will of heart
Maybe I'm burning
And I don't even mind
Cause time should be mine
No trend will slow me down
Cutting edges of inverted circles
Run trial and error on the worn dead
Guitars are dead
Hipsters giving each other head
Crap is the new black
We all need a break
We all need a break
Take off your shades
Dress off, you're stuck up
Take off your shades
Dress off, you're stuck up
Maybe I'm burning
But I don't mind now.
The times are trying hard
To swallow the will of heart
Maybe I'm burning
And I don't even mind
Cause time should be mine
No trend will slow me down
Oh, how the thoughts are old now
And they seem so golden, and they seem so golden
Oh, how the thoughts are old now
But they seem so golden, but they seem so golden
Maybe I'm burning
But I don't mind now.
The times are trying hard
To swallow the will of heart
Maybe I'm burning
And I don't even mind
Cause time should be mine
No trend will slow me down
Take off your shades
Dress off, you're stuck up
Take off your shades
Dress off, you're stuck up
Credits
Writer(s): Morten Jakobsen, Mirza Radonjica, Rasmus Frederiksen, Andreas Krueger, Christian Lauritzen
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