Текст песни Volatile Times

Look at me, what have I become?
I am lost, I was once a gentleman
But the thief came out in my London town
So I must leave you now
But I will remember the ups and the downs Goodbye my friends
Goodbye to the money
Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny
I just want to turn the lights on
In these volatile times
I just want to turn the lights on
In these volatile times Look at me in the apocalypse
My European guilt, expecting instant fix
I imagine all the brutal services
Of ancient infidels
Of all the wounded and the crying witches Goodbye my friends
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Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny
I just want to turn the lights on
In these volatile times
I just want to turn the lights on
In these volatile times I drove through countries like a marching funeral
In the search of fools and utopias
Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls
Filling their heavy hearts
With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read; I'm paralyzed
Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired Goodbye my friends
Goodbye to the money
Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny
I just want to turn the lights on
In these volatile times
I just want to turn the lights on
In these volatile, volatile times