Looking for relief to our misery
Looking for a reason that makes sense
Reaching for the end of history
Reaching for the end of ignorance
Feeling insecure without that love
The plastic one without heart
Feeling insecure without that god
The false one made of blood
CHORUS:
We're getting...
Killed by vanity
Nothing makes us pleased
It leads to complications
Killed by vanity
That's our disease
Aiming for extinction
Wasting the earth to fill our needs
Wasting the earth until the end
Without worries about where it leads
Without worries about anything
Feeling insecure without that love
The plastic one without heart
Feeling insecure without that god
The false one made of blood
CHORUS
It's too late now
It's too late
It's too late now
It's too late
The oceans are against us
The sky is falling
I can't believe we came this far
I can't believe we used it all
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