Lyrics Nothing But Thieves

Nothing But Thieves

This Feels Like the End

Oh, look at this place, what a waste, it's such a mess

We skim through the horror to find some happiness

But it's getting harder to get a little taste

As we're getting more divided every day

Oh, this feels like the end

Yeah, it feels like the end

We're addicted to the pain

No, we can't look away

Oh, this feels like the end

(It won't stop)

Is this ever gonna end?

(Creeping on)

'Cause I can't look away

(It won't stop)

No, I can't look away

Can you believe what we are seeing?

We devolve into inferior beings

Right before your eyes, right before your eyes

And I don't wanna see, wanna see

What we've become

What we've become

Now we're getting numb to the numbers on the screen

But there's still more upturned dinghies in the sea

Oh, this feels like the end

Yeah, it feels like the end

We're addicted to the pain

No, we can't look away

Oh, this feels like the end

(It won't stop)

Is this ever gonna end?

(Creeping on)

'Cause I can't look away

(It won't stop)

Can you believe what we are seeing?

(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)

We devolve into inferior beings

(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)

Right before your eyes, right before your eyes

(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)

And I don't wanna see, wanna see

What we've become

There's a tension in the air

Everyone can feel it

(What we've become)

Seven reported dead in the street, it permeates everything

It's in our homes, our chlorinated chicken

Seventeen reported dead

We stare at whatever clickbait debate next goes viral

Plastic opinions and drive thru funerals, everything has a price

And then you

Your consent is manufactured and you are being sold

Categorised and catalogued

Passed on and processed for whatever scheme is next designed

To keep us compartmentalised and at each other's goddamn throats

Fifty-seven reported dead

Where does it end? Is this it?

At what point do we say no?

We are people, surely we are better than this?

Can you believe what we are seeing?

We devolve into inferior beings

(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)

Right before your eyes, right your eyes

(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)

And I don't wanna see, wanna see

What we've become

(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)

What we've become

(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)

What we've become

(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)

What we've become

(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)