The atom will implode.
The fragile kingdom fall.
The tremor becomes a quake.
And there’s a body in the lake.
And as the two of us rebel,
And damn you all to hell.
I wonder: is this all there is?
Time will help you through,
But it doesn’t have the time
To give you all the answers to the never-ending why.
As a sound of silence grows,
As th spider’s kiss is laid.
The tumour becomes malign,
But the kids are doing fine.
And as the two of us rebel,
And damn you all to hell.
I wonder: is this all there is.
Time will help you through,
But it doesn’t have the time
To give you all the answers to the never-ending why.
Time will help you through,
But it doesn’t have the time
To give you all the answers to the never-ending why.
Time will help you through,
But it doesn’t have the time
To give you all the answers to the never-ending why.
Time will help you through,
But it doesn’t have the time
To give you all the answers to the never-ending why.
Time will help you through,
But it doesn’t have the time
To give you all the answers to the never-ending why.
[c] by PLACEBO & to you, son!
