DIY

Ye that think that all is well
Throwing fires here and there
All get in the same path
'cause salvation will not come

You forestall last train
Vain flares are the constraint
Please get real somehow
'cause salvation will not come
Oh you, miraculously get tidied up
Take off and do what's right, now

You may dream of glory
Shabbiness is your story
You may don't know otherwise
Well, at least you should try
You see, the chains are breaking
Even life is counterfeiting
You should think it over
'cause salvation will not come
Oh you, miraculously get tidied up
Take off and do what's right, now

Nah, it can't be worse
Nah, you must be false
Nah, pathetic me
Nah

Nah, it can't be worse
Nah, you must be false
Nah, pathetic me
Nah



Credits
Writer(s): Panagiotis Tsiakalos, Psalti Sarah
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