This Feels Like the End – Nothing But Thieves 

This Feels Like the End Lyrics

Oh look at this place
What a waste
It’s such a mess
We skim through the horror
to find some happiness

But its getting harder
To get a little taste
As we’re getting more divided every day

Oh this feels like the end
Yeah it feels like the end
We’re addicted to the pain
No we can’t look away
Oh this feels like the end
(It won’t stop)
Is this ever gonna end?
(Creeping on)
‘Cause I can’t look away
(It won’t stop)
No I can’t look away

Can you believe what we are seeing?
We devolve into inferior beings
Right before your eyes
Right your eyes
And I dont wanna see
Wanna see
What we’ve become
What we’ve become

Now we’re getting numb
To the numbers on the screen
But there’s still more upturned dinghys in the sea

Oh this feels like the end
Yeah it feels like the end
We’re addicted to the pain
No we can’t look away
Oh this feels like the end
(It won’t stop)
Is this ever gonna end?
(Creeping on)
‘Cause I can’t look away
(It won’t stop)

Can you believe what we are seeing?
(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)
We devolve into inferior beings
(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)
Right before your eyes
Right your eyes
And I dont wanna see
Wanna see
What we’ve become
What we’ve become

What we’ve become
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
What we’ve become

There’s a tension in the air.
Everyone can feel it.
Seven reported dead in the street.
It permeates everything.
It’s in our homes,
Our chlorinated chicken
Seventeen reported dead.
We stare at whatever
clickbait debate next goes viral.
Plastic opinions and drive thru funerals,
everything has a price.
And then you.
Your consent is manufactured and
you are being sold.
Categorised and catalogued.
Passed on and processed for whatever scheme is
next designed to keep us compartmentalised and at
each other’s god damn throats.
Fifty seven reported dead.
Where does it end? It this it? At what point do we say no,
we are people, surely we are better than this?

Can you believe what we are seeing?
(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)
We devolve into inferior beings
(Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)
Right before your eyes
Right your eyes
And I dont wanna see
Wanna see
What we’ve become
What we’ve become
What we’ve become
What we’ve become