Those days when it's all coming down
The hate, the purge and friction around
Voices won't leave me alone
In my head
It's no longer my own
Back to reality
Folks chasing down the street
They rush and nourish on tweets
News rolling down their screens
Another hundred or thousand uncountable
People just drowned
Not far away there's a country or two where
Fascists gain ground
And did you know that your favourite football
Team lost what a pain
And if that's not enough well tomorrow it's
Going to rain
And then I just turn around
Start to run
The joy kills the pain inside of my
Burning lungs
I threw it with all the hate of my heart
Fiery tongues
Their heat dries tears that were hid so long
Myself, it's just me and the dark
Deadness reaches out for my heart
Misplaced, worn out, torn apart
Noises a radio squawks
A tale of a burning floor
Nobody reaching the door
It is said that the building was checked
Their ash worn on saved t-shirts backs
To be part of this fatal world
Observing from where my life has been
Burled
All crises I put on my back
Are not solved by me in late night beds
We were alone too long
So come and join
Putting an end to the world
So start to run
The joy kills the pain inside of our
Burning lungs
We throw it with all the hate of our hearts
Fiery tongues
Their heat dries tears that we hid so long
While we're still young
Search for the beach beneath the street