Letra de Letter to Raoul Peck

Tomorrow is darkness joy
Today we're avoiding
The question thinking
Its (play play play) all (play play play)
Disconnected (play!)
Screaming I was only
Screaming stupid sound and
Screaming with one voice we
Leave out everything
This city's burning burning
While we're screaming
This city's burning burning
While we're boring
This city's burning burning
The cars are closing in
This city's burning burning
Our lips are just opening
It feels like you're stuck with your head in a tire
It feels like you're stuck with your head in a tire
It feels like you're stuck with your head in a tire
It feels like you're stuck with your head in a tire
This one says watch it burn
Playing at apathy
One-sided fire
With one dimension
This one says burn it down
Playing at unity
One-sided politics
Sell boring records cause your
Vision's too cloudy, cloudy and your
Vision's too cloudy, cloudy and your
Vision's too cloudy, cloudy and our
Versions are too clear
And I can't see past the next five minutes
And I can't see past the next five spins
It feels like your stuck with your head in a tire
(Burning for want of a real fire)
It feels like your stuck with your head in a tire
(Burning for want of a real fire)
It feels like your stuck with your head in a tire
(Burning for want of a real fire)
Burning for want of a real fire