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 %#@! to all the kids




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

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