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The Correspondents

Apocalypse

 

Apocalypse

(album: Who Knew E.P. - 2018)


We'll be (We'll be)
We'll be

We'll be
Driving
Foot down

We can debate it
We can demand that something work
But we were distracted
And now the world has gone berserk
Just bec'se the flood is lapping at my front door doesn't mean I shouldn't care anymore
Just bec'se I never breathe in the dust of war doesn't mean I could ignore what I saw
On multiple screens
Multiple scenes
Multiple screams from unknown but familiar faces
Could've been us, could've been us, could've been us
Had we been born in different places

But we're to blame
I'll tell ya that for free
This ain't no game
Can't you see it's a catastrophe?

We'll be
Driving
Foot down (to the ground)
Full force into the apocalypse
We'll be
Driving
Foot down (to the ground)
Full force into the apocalypse

But I can see
Full force into the
But I can see
(It's a catastrophe)

But I can see
That it's tricky to care when no-one knows the facts
But I can see
That it's tough enough for us to watch our own backs
Do you think they'll be a call to action
When we're living in the age of a thousand distractions
Another episode of un-a-missable boxing
Another dye you're gonna want that's not in the shops, yeah
But still, you know we can't get enough
The third generation, addicted to stuff
And point-based friendships measured in likes
Will keep us too busy to see when tragedy strikes

But we're to blame
I'll tell ya for free
This ain't no game
Can't you see it's a catastrophe?

We'll be
Driving
Foot down (to the ground)
Full force into the apocalypse
We'll be
Driving
Foot down (to the ground)
Full force into the apocalypse

But read my lips
The rising heat won't
Make us wake up

(Full force into the)
(Full force into the)
(It's a catastrophe)
(Full force into the)
(Full force into the)
(Full force into the)
(Full force into the)

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