Текст песни
Gray skies over fearful street
News feed brainwash, rinse, repeat
Every neighbor potential spies
Indifferent faces, accusing eyes
Can you feel it coming?
The storm that's on its way
The writing on the wall
The price we'll have to pay
It's a premonition
A black swan vision
The warning signs were all there
All our dreams turned to despair
Screens tell us what to think and feel
Can't tell what's fake from what is real
Our data sold for the highest bid
Some run away to live off the grid
Can you feel it coming?
The storm that's on its way
The writing on the wall
The price we'll have to pay
It's a premonition
A black swan vision
The warning signs were all there
All our dreams turned to despair
We built this prison stone by stone
Chained together, yet completely alone
The power's in the hands of the few
While we pretend there's nothing we can do
It's a premonition
A black swan vision
The warning signs were all there
All our dreams turned to despair
We built this prison stone by stone
Chained together, yet completely alone
The power's in the hands of the few
While we pretend there's nothing we can do
It's a premonition
A black swan vision
The warning signs were all there
All our hopes turned to despair
But somewhere in the distance
A spark begins to glow
A whisper of resistance
That's starting to grow