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MUTE – Apocalypse Soon lyrics
Doomed from the start
Can't you see the blacklash is coming rather fast
Countdown is launched
Now that our bomb finally reached critical mass
Destined to let go
We lost the war against our ego
We don't evolve
We breed like plague
The problem is, way out of hand
Potential's over-rated
There's is no pride, when your crown was self-proclaimed
Time we're running out of time
It's too late for a final round of consciousness
Time we're running out of time
It's the beginning of the end
I know that we can't, modestly go
There's still room for one show
We'll televise, worldwide the grand finale
A farewell party for this fiasco
Can't wait, for that day
I wonder who will sponsor the event
We don't evolve
We breed like plague
The problem is, way out of hand
Potential's over-rated
There's is no pride, when your crown was self-proclaimed
Time we're running out of time
It's too late for a final round of consciousness
Time we're running out of time
It's the beginning of the end
We hold the reins
Of our apathy
There's no more space
For mediocricy
I am waiting for the blast
Can't turn the clock back
Can't you see the blacklash is coming rather fast
Countdown is launched
Now that our bomb finally reached critical mass
Destined to let go
We lost the war against our ego
We don't evolve
We breed like plague
The problem is, way out of hand
Potential's over-rated
There's is no pride, when your crown was self-proclaimed
Time we're running out of time
It's too late for a final round of consciousness
Time we're running out of time
It's the beginning of the end
I know that we can't, modestly go
There's still room for one show
We'll televise, worldwide the grand finale
A farewell party for this fiasco
Can't wait, for that day
I wonder who will sponsor the event
We don't evolve
We breed like plague
The problem is, way out of hand
Potential's over-rated
There's is no pride, when your crown was self-proclaimed
Time we're running out of time
It's too late for a final round of consciousness
Time we're running out of time
It's the beginning of the end
We hold the reins
Of our apathy
There's no more space
For mediocricy
I am waiting for the blast
Can't turn the clock back
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