Jasmine Sokko - BURNOUT DYNASTY | LYRIC VISUALIZER

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Stayed up

All our youths

For some letters on a page

Like our

Lives depend on it

Moved on

Deja vu

Start a game without a clue

Racing

Down an endless pit

We live our lives with them 

mapped out

With silver spoons placed 

in our mouths

We′re a burnout society

High on anxiety

Pleasure and pain go 

hand in hand

Short-term memory

Work life balance be

Pleasure and pain go 

hand in hand

We don't

Post for fun

Every move is choreographed

We tap dance

With our fingertips

They don′t

Recognize

That boredom's a currency

Just don't

Laugh about it please

We′re sending darts 

with our dull eyes

To people who don′t realise

We're a burnout society

High on anxiety

Pleasure and pain go 

hand in hand

Short-term memory

Work life balance be

Pleasure and pain go 

hand in hand

Lauren Mayberry - Something In The Air | KARAOKE

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Crashed into a man on a mission

Hands up in my face

Instead of acting surprised 

or questioning why

I say, "You're a little late"

Eye for an eye, 

X marks the spot

Will I atone for my mistakes?

Am I sobering up? 

Will I be pious enough?

And build castles for a saint?

Screaming through a red, 

a white, a blue megaphone

"Go to hell or go home, 

or you will die on your own"

You come up with your stories

Conspiracy theories

Of why we're all here

Oh, I just want to be someone

Someone who's happy

But why do you even care?

Must be something in the air

Something in the air

Don't want to spend today 

obsessively wishing

To know what happens next

If you want to believe, 

then that's your prerogative

I wish you the very best

But there it goes, 

that funny feeling

Reeling me back in

Can't tell if it's a blessing 

or a sin

You come up with your stories

Conspiracy theories

Of why we're all here

Oh, I just want to be someone

Someone who's happy

But why do you even care?

Must be something in the air

Something in the air

Must be something in the air

Something in the ai

Screaming through a red, 

a white, a blue megaphone

"Go to hell or go home, 

or you will die on your own"

I just want to be someone

Someone who's happy

But why do you even care?

Must be something in the air

Something in the air

Must be something in the air

Something in the air

All that static down 

the megaphone

Too much noise might 

leave you on your own

All that static down 

the megaphone

Too much noise might 

leave you on your own