Like The End - James Blake
Lyrics by：James Blake Litherland
Composed by：James Blake Litherland
As I separate my cardboard
Set my tax aside to fund another war
My spirit wakes up asking
If we're spending what we can't afford
Would you come home
If you didn't recognise it
Home's tryna be America
They just don't advertise it
I always say they'd love your mind
You just don't vocalise it
We all get out of our minds
I just don't glamorise it
But doesn't it feel like the end
Something's coming for us
And maybe we're not prepared
That this might only be day one
But doesn't it feel like the end
Something's coming for us
I think we're not prepared
That this might only be day one
Thinking of ourselves we are divided
But if you fly your flag they'll weaponise it
Doesn't it feel like the end
When we can't even agree on what was said
Would you come home
If you didn't recognise it
Home's tryna be America
They just don't advertise it
But doesn't it feel like the end
Something's coming for us
And maybe we're not prepared
That this might only be day one
But doesn't it feel like the end
Something's coming for us
I think we're not prepared
That this might only be day one
