So I wrote a lyric
Ten years ago
Bout living in the past
The decade has gone
The world is upside down
Half of it is burnt
And the rest is flooded
By Reptilians’ words
The river is the same
Even if we go against
The stream of all denials
And reality of dreams
Waging culture wars
We are getting used to us
So maybe I will try
To look good in red now
I was alive, at first
Later, I was sad
Trying to fade out
Voices in my head
Amusing the crowds
In a shelter mode
I was lost and found
After and before
The river is the same
Even if we go against
The stream of all denials
And reality of dreams
Waging culture wars
We are getting used to us
So maybe I will try
To look good in red now
The river is the same
Even if we go against
The stream of all denials
And reality of dreams
Feeling overwhelmed
By a grip of decadence
But I cannot hide
In the world that’ll never return
In the world that’ll never return
Waging culture wars
We are getting used to us
So maybe I will try
To be out of myself now
