"you should expect something like this.
It's happened before and it will again.
How can you be that confident?
How could you have been so naive?"
Even when cities are burning
You're ready to dispense your wisdom
And minimize every mistake.
Stuck in this mess you've decided
To simply adjust yourself and get used to the worst.
I'd rather be naive. I'd rather be left speechlees.
I don't find the fucking meaning of adapting us
To the unexceptable, it does not make sense at all.
But I hope now that one day
I will see the end of this shit that I will never comprehend.
And you my friend make no exeption.
Problems drift away on quiet acceptance,
As you put the "absurd" one step away from the "usual".
You easily join them without even trying,
And you could beat them all.
You easily join them without even trying to beat them.
Everyone knows what the truth is, however
Ong they've lived with or without it.
No one forgets, they just get better at lying.
Even when we only expect the worst
We cannot live without any hope.