This Feels Like the End

[Verse 1] Oh, look at this place, what a waste, it's such a mess We skim through the horror to find some happiness But it's getting harder to get a little taste As we're getting more divided every day [Pre-Chorus] 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 [Chorus] Can you believe what we are seeing? We devolve into inferior beings Right before your eyes, right before your eyes And I don't wanna see, wanna see What we've become What we've become [Verse 2] Now we're getting numb to the numbers on the screen But there's still more upturned dinghies in the sea [Pre-Chorus] 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) [Chorus] 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 before your eyes (Can you feel it, can you feel it?) And I don't wanna see, wanna see What we've become [Bridge] There's a tension in the air, everyone can feel it What we've become 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-through 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 goddamn throats Fifty-seven reported dead, where does it end? Is this it? At what point do we say, "No, we are people, surely we are better than this?" [Chorus] Can you believe what we are seeing? We devolve into inferior beings (Can you feel it, can you feel it?) Right before your eyes, right before your eyes (Can you feel it, can you feel it?) And I don't wanna see, wanna see What we've become (Can you feel it, can you feel it?) What we've become (Can you feel it, can you feel it?) What we've become, oh (Can you feel it, can you feel it?) What we've become (Can you feel it, can you feel it?)