Apathy is a Karma Killer
If those few words were the last ones ever said
And this goodbye would be the final one
Those cents, the last ones ever spent
If this night would stop or never end
The snow would never melt, never melt, or the sun never be again
Could it be the last night and the last one, you?
The last one, you?
We would never grow old
Become pale parodies and forget all of our memories
We would never know all about
The upcoming failures in the world that carried us
We would avoid all the hatred
The wars, and the genocides
The breaking point of devastation
Witness the world folding on itself
Isn't it enough?
We could be the next target in the war on power, terror
Or in explosives attacks on fallen cities
Could it be the last night?
We would miss the day of the sure awakening
The sleeping giant hate filled
For his vengeance, or the moment
We won't be able to afford more waste of human life
And more evidence of torture, torture
Widespread confusion and violence, violence
If this was the last day I would tell you, I'm confused
All we do is fight
Life isn't that nice
Karma is just a fairy tale
There is no promised land
Maybe your life would have been different
Maybe you would have been fulfilled or believed in God
You won't see a world doomed to collapse
I can't offer land, just a pile of toxic waste
Saving tomorrow
I have no fears
Going forward in the path of a lonesome quest
With the leftovers of an honest adventure
I will silence my rage and let bravery stand
The bland flavor, I spit on the basis of living
It's overcrowded, dirty and useless
Let me take a rest
Let me take a rest
We will avoid all the hatred
The wars, and the genocides
And the breaking point of devastation
Witness the world folding on itself
You will never see
Or have your chance
This moment is our last one
Something will never happen
The start of your life
The day you would have seen the light
My hand is reaching for you
You, my daughter
It's our last night
It's our last night
And this goodbye would be the final one
Those cents, the last ones ever spent
If this night would stop or never end
The snow would never melt, never melt, or the sun never be again
Could it be the last night and the last one, you?
The last one, you?
We would never grow old
Become pale parodies and forget all of our memories
We would never know all about
The upcoming failures in the world that carried us
We would avoid all the hatred
The wars, and the genocides
The breaking point of devastation
Witness the world folding on itself
Isn't it enough?
We could be the next target in the war on power, terror
Or in explosives attacks on fallen cities
Could it be the last night?
We would miss the day of the sure awakening
The sleeping giant hate filled
For his vengeance, or the moment
We won't be able to afford more waste of human life
And more evidence of torture, torture
Widespread confusion and violence, violence
If this was the last day I would tell you, I'm confused
All we do is fight
Life isn't that nice
Karma is just a fairy tale
There is no promised land
Maybe your life would have been different
Maybe you would have been fulfilled or believed in God
You won't see a world doomed to collapse
I can't offer land, just a pile of toxic waste
Saving tomorrow
I have no fears
Going forward in the path of a lonesome quest
With the leftovers of an honest adventure
I will silence my rage and let bravery stand
The bland flavor, I spit on the basis of living
It's overcrowded, dirty and useless
Let me take a rest
Let me take a rest
We will avoid all the hatred
The wars, and the genocides
And the breaking point of devastation
Witness the world folding on itself
You will never see
Or have your chance
This moment is our last one
Something will never happen
The start of your life
The day you would have seen the light
My hand is reaching for you
You, my daughter
It's our last night
It's our last night
Credits
Writer(s): Mathieu Vilandre, Topon Das, Melanie Mongeon
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