Wasting time

Skipping all the meetings

It's alright

You're always spitting in my eyes

Pretending that your speeches aren't lies

The myth is working in disguise

The pistols in your hands are so nice

With bodies hidden right behind

We're counting down to three

And we'll be fine

3... 2... 1... Go!

Make yourself at home (we're gonna leave here, yes we're gonna leave here)

The hope won't die alone (we cannot see it, yes we'll never see it)

Leave that shit behind (it is stinking, yes it is stinking)

God bless the new times (we're gonna watch you, yes we're gonna watch you)

And we are always hopping that you're lying

We are always hopping