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This Feels Like the End – Nothing But Thieves
Oh, look at this place, what a waste, it's such a mess
I skip through the horror to find some happiness
But it's getting harder to get a little taste
'Cause we're getting more divided every day
Oh, this feels like the end
Yeah, it feels like the end
We're addicted to the pain
Now we can't look away
Oh, this feels like the end
Is this ever gonna end?
'Cause I can't look away
No, I can't look away
Can you believe what we are seeing?
We evolve into ethereal beings
Right before your eyes, right before your eyes
And I don't wanna see, wanna see
What we've become
What we've become
Now I'm getting numb to the numbers on the screen
But there's still more upturned dinghies in the sea
Oh, this feels like the end
Yeah, it feels like the end
We're addicted to the pain
Now we can't look away
Oh, this feels like the end
Is this ever gonna end?
'Cause I can't look away
Can you believe what we are seeing?
(Can you feel it, can you feel it?)
We evolve into ethereal beings
(Can you feel it, can you feel it?)
Right before your eyes, right before your eyes
(Can you feel it, can you feel it?)
And I don't wanna see, wanna see
What we've become
There's a tension in the air, everyone can feel it
What we've become
Seven reported dead in the street, it permeates everything, it's in our homes, our chlorinated chicken
Seventeen reported dead, we stare at whatever clickbait debate next goes viral, plastic opinions and drive-thru funerals, everything has a price and then you [?] consented manufacturing and you are being sold, categorized and catalogued, passed on and processed for whatever scheme is next designed to keep us compartmentalized and at each other's god damn throats, fifty-seven reported dead, where does it end? Is this it? At what point do we say, no, we are people, surely we are bigger than him
Can you believe what we are seeing?
We evolve into ethereal beings
(Can you feel it, can you feel it?)
Right before your eyes, right before your eyes
(Can you feel it, can you feel it?)
And I don't wanna see, wanna see
What we've become
(Can you feel it, can you feel it?)
What we've become
(Can you feel it, can you feel it?)
What we've become, oh
(Can you feel it, can you feel it?)
What we've become
(Can you feel it, can you feel it?)
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