CLUSTERFUCK
here I am and here I stay
here I wait ‘cause here I’m stuck
you can call it what you may
a quarantine, a clusterfuck
the truth is it’s time to pray (x3)
here you are and you won’t budge
were you rich or were you poor
well it don’t matter anymore
we all are in the same sludge
the truth is we are not much (x3)
here we cower, here we hide
the new watchword is confined
some kind of war outside
we’re just waiting for a sign!
here I stand and wash my hands
as if it could also wash my sins
over and over again
passing time the way I can
the truth is it’s all in vain (x3)
here you remain all alone
with your computers and phone
and the news go round and round (x2) no solution to be found
the truth is you hit the ground,
hit the ground
here we cower, here we hide
the new watchword is confined
some kind of war outside
we’re just waiting for a sign!
here goes the sun again
tables were turned, no one knows
when
we're gonna see the light anew
and I miss you
(x3)
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