IAMX
Volatile Times
Look at me, what have I becomeI am lost I was once a gentlemanBut the thief came out in old London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs Goodbye my friendsGoodbye to the money Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights onIn these volatile times Look at me in the apocalypseMy European guilt, expecting instant fixI imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidelsOf all the wounded and the crying witchesGoodbye my friendsGoodbye to the money Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights onIn these volatile times I drove through countries like a marching funeralIn the search of fools and utopias Letras de cancionesAlong the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-ColaEvery book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tiredGoodbye my friendsGoodbye to the money Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights onIn these volatile times
From Letras Mania