Life is an experiment
And that’s why it is interesting
So we hold on to it
While we circle like a bunch of flies
We are the constellation
That makes confusion between love and sex
We can’t find the words to describe
The landscapes we have seen
Maybe we feel safe because of the TV
Or we have a constant hung over
Maybe we’re fools, maybe we’re high
No, we’re not
We’re doing the best we can
We’re wide awake and
We’re working on the future days
We are the people that have no hopes
There’s no nostalgia nor anticipation
At all we hate, we smile and we’re beautiful
No revolution was ever ever made with love
Even if the path of a fly
Would seem unpredictable
You can see the logic hidden
Somewhere that’s incredible
Maybe we feel safe because of the TV
Or we have a constant hung over
Maybe we’re fools, maybe we’re high
No, we’re not
We’re doing the best we can
We’re wide awake and
We’re working on the future days
We are the people that have no hopes
There’s no nostalgia nor anticipation
At all we hate, we smile and we’re beautiful
No revolution was ever ever made with love
No, we’re not
We’re doing the best we can
We’re wide awake and
We’re working on the future days
We are the people that have no hopes
There’s no nostalgia nor anticipation
At all we hate, we smile and we’re beautiful
No revolution was ever ever made with love
No revolution was ever ever made with love
No revolution was ever ever made with love
No revolution was ever ever made with love
No revolution was ever ever made with love