Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh

Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh



Street lights

Shed the light of vision to the calling plot

You remember every moment

Was there ever a time?

Or has it always been like this?

Tonight the bottle offers no answers

These were the decisions you said you could handle

This was the moment you said you were ready for

So the unexpected doesn't appease me



Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh

Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh



All day I saw around you

Constuction of lies

Tear apart your insides

They're whispers

Not suggestions

Liar icons

Too full of sense of direction

Blind, miracle cures

Offer to sedate the friend of the flesh

Seizes the benefit

The words of the charade

Save our companions

Will there ever be a time?



Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh

Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh



Spent a lifetime in order to realize

What place I did it in

The material in each and empty thoughts

The standards of beauty

Look straight fascist

Save our social expectations

Or are you just so far gone to realize

Too close up to understand

Human nature versus man

Disorder!

To understand anarchists

Still annoyed by us anarchists

Sell our shit to all the kids



Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh

Nah, nah nah nah nah, whoa-oh, ohhh