Panik
Is it the choices that we make
Or is just our abilities
That make us who we are
That make us who the fuck we are
Though you might despise me
I am the one who shoulders the blame
For countless times we tried
The countless times we kept on
Eluding what is right
Gave us a hard time
And finally forced me to decide
We were searching for solutions
Where nothing can be found at all
Through those rose-tinted glasses that made us see a lie
This is what we get for being naive
All the effort we spent is gone with the wind
There's no point in proceeding, no light at the end
No point in proceeding, no fight for the end
For countless times we tried
The countless times we kept on
Eluding what is right
Gave us a hard time
And finally forced me to decide
We were searching for solutions
Where nothing can be found at all
Through those rose-tinted glasses that made us see a lie
And we're finally at the point again
Where this is slipping through our hands
So hard I tried
For countless times we tried
The countless times we kept on
Alluding what is right (Totally worn out)
Gave us a hard time
And finally forced me to decide
Panik
It's the choices that we make
Not our abilities
Or is just our abilities
That make us who we are
That make us who the fuck we are
Though you might despise me
I am the one who shoulders the blame
For countless times we tried
The countless times we kept on
Eluding what is right
Gave us a hard time
And finally forced me to decide
We were searching for solutions
Where nothing can be found at all
Through those rose-tinted glasses that made us see a lie
This is what we get for being naive
All the effort we spent is gone with the wind
There's no point in proceeding, no light at the end
No point in proceeding, no fight for the end
For countless times we tried
The countless times we kept on
Eluding what is right
Gave us a hard time
And finally forced me to decide
We were searching for solutions
Where nothing can be found at all
Through those rose-tinted glasses that made us see a lie
And we're finally at the point again
Where this is slipping through our hands
So hard I tried
For countless times we tried
The countless times we kept on
Alluding what is right (Totally worn out)
Gave us a hard time
And finally forced me to decide
Panik
It's the choices that we make
Not our abilities
Credits
Writer(s): Florian Vogel, Maximilian Rouven Fuss, Lukas Alexander Conrad, Daniel Weiland, Julian Coles, David Hoffmann
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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