She Never Sleeps - Hans Zimmer

Is this a setup? Another handout Won't take that much to re-tease me There's nothing better, or something better's Just waiting for the chance to receive me Let me get me heart out, check, get a fresh start You said, waiting for the day that you leave me Is it important? Right at this moment I'll make that motion eventually That can't be free for me That can't be free for me That can't be free for me She's somethin' funky, she's somethin' funky She's got me fallin' apart Let me get my head out, check, that's feelin' better Let's steal away from the sun Ah, dearly beloved, let's get it started I think I'm fallin' in love Walshee's got a gun, she's got a gun Those two white lies got us shot That can't be free for me That can't be free for me That can't be free for me That can't be free for me That can't be free for me That can't be free for me

I won't be nervous when everybody around us Says "God we don't deserve this" and begs before they accept our fate I want the world but I'm not prepared to work for a change I think I'd rather be dead I'm not anti-social I'm anti-bullshit I'm not anti-social I'm anti-bullshit You're gonna follow like a freelance sucker of the next biggest trend We're pissing into the wind, to be heard by the indifferent Shit talker, you've double crossed your own You're gonna suffer like a rat in the smoke How the hell am I supposed to know We're only human is a valid excuse For why my mind's polluted Do you want the truth or do you want to assume it? I'm not anti-social I'm anti-bullshit I'm not anti-social I'm anti-bullshit So raise it up, up, up! If you're sick of this fake smile politics Up up if you're sick of this race we're running What you living for if you can't even feel it? What is living without letting go How the hell am I supposed to know We're only human is a valid excuse For why my mind's polluted Do you want the truth or do you want to assume it? Serves you right, to justify the face that keeps you up at night The mask you wear to cover it up and we can see it in your eyes Serves you right, to justify the face that keeps you up at night The mask you wear to cover it up and I can see it in your eyes I'm sick of the sound I'm sick of the hand we've been dealt Sick from the drugs that they tell me to take I'm sick of the drugs that we take to rebel Sick of corruption in wealth Sick of corruption itself Sick of division in colour, religion When we're all the same (We're all the same, we're all the same, we're all the same) I'm not anti-social I'm anti-bullshit I'm not anti-social I'm anti-bullshit Just leave it alone! My head's about to explode! So sick of the same sound syndrome! Thank fuck for headphones!

So when the saints go marching in They won't be singing for your sins They just hope to hell you've learnt something living and breathing Everybody dies with the debt No silence, watching death is how we live Take it or leave it Don't waste your breath I clear my mind, deny real life Define "here" without borders, possessions or enemies Everybody dies with a debt We all die for a life that we fear we will only forget Or confess to a god that we know we only hear in ourselves Bottle it up, let your problems distill Forget your dreams, or fulfil them Leave no trace, waste away It's time for change So when the saints go marching in They won't be singing for your sins They just hope to hell you've learnt something living and breathing Four walls in this prison But I can still see the river Four walls in this prison Lies to poison your decision in life, take note Don't ignore it, now you know I saved my soul I sold it to the open road I found hope in the wreckage of progress Trophies shattered and stained (do what you're told) There's a mould to be broken A light burning over your name (and I saved my soul) But I never said I wasn't the culprit Never said I wasn't deceived (and I saved my soul) Just trying to rewrite the wrongs That were written on me (and I saved my soul) Everybody dies with a debt We all die for a life that we fear we will only forget Or confess to a god that we know we only hear in ourselves So when the saints go marching in They won't be singing for your sins They just hope to hell you've learnt something living and breathing

You can hear the sound of the underground trains You know it feels like distant thunder You can hear the sound of the underground trains You know it feels like distant thunder You know there's so many people living in this house And I don't even know their names I said there's so many people living in this house (so many people) And I don't even know their names I guess it's just a feeling I guess it's just a feeling I guess it's just a feeling Ooh, in the city (city, city, city, city, city...) You can hear the sound of the underground trains You know it feels like distant thunder You can hear the sound of the underground trains (Oh it feels like distant thunder) The walls so thin, I can almost hear them breathing And if I listen in I hear my own heart beating, old school I guess it's just a feeling I guess it's just a feeling I guess it's just a feeling (I guess it's just a feeling) (I guess it's just a feeling) (I guess it's just a feeling) Oo-ho yeah! (I guess it's just a feeling) Oo-ho, yeah, yeah, just, just (I guess it's just a feeling) Just, just, just... (I guess it's just a feeling) Just, just, just, huh, it's just a feeling (I guess it's just a feeling) It's just a feeling, it's just a feeling (I guess it's just a feeling) It's just a feeling, yeah it's just a feeling, yeah it's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, it's just a feeling, yeah it's just a feeling (I guess it's just a feeling) Yeah it's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah It's just a feeling, yeah Oh... I guess it's just a feeling I guess it's just a feeling I guess it's just a feeling In the city