Hope Is Gone ft. Rootwords

Before events where to hit, I could sense turbulence

Vibrancy of life, certain shit was to tint

Now we've entered the shit, what kind of adventure is this?

My life's black and white like a Tim Burton flick

That's a world without the color, some girl without her mother

Isolated in quarantine, both unsure about each other

And I'm outside, so they say that I'm reckless

They can stay in defenseless, fuck it, I'm making an exit

Open the vents, don't go with the trends

I can see my own father as a threat, if I didn't even know it was him

Cause true indeed every human needs a physical touch

Or they turn into miserable fucks, without women to hug