I've been thinking about how I could be someone
But I'm just my father's son
My hopeless life's begun
Pray for progress but just decline
Hashtag be kind
Keep two metres apart and one hundred years behind
I think we're coming down
I'm not feeling proud
We're all losing somehow
And I think it's crazy
For thinking you could make me
Forget all our yesterdays
And I think that maybe
We're failing to see
Oblivion is coming on these days
So many voices talk to put a world to rights
But we only shine lights
On the same privileged whites
Pray for progress but just decline
Hashtag be kind
Keep two metres apart and one hundred years behind
I think we're coming down
I'm not feeling proud
We're all losing somehow
And I think it's crazy
For thinking you could make me
Forget all our yesterdays
And I think that maybe
We're failing to see
Oblivion is coming on these days
Oblivion is coming on
Oblivion is coming on
Oblivion is coming on
Oblivion is coming on
These Days
And I think it's crazy
For thinking you could make me
Forget all our yesterdays
And I think that maybe
We're failing to see
Oblivion is coming on these days