Gustav IFALL song lyrics

If all of the dead are now living instead

And all of the living will die

Buying the tickets and changing the trains

Back home again by and by

If all of the living are dead now instead

And all of the dead will revive

Buying the tickets and changing the trains

Into the city and back home again

You may be tired and weary

But you have to hold on

Till the phone rings and calls you away

Where the morning's so bright

And the sun is the light

And the night is as bright as the day

If all of the dead are now living instead

And all of the living will die

Buying the tickets and changing the trains

Back home again by and by

If all of the living are dead now instead

And all of the dead will revive

Buying the tickets and changing the trains

Into the city and back to the “good life”

Freedom itself is a canting scheme (alternative text: The voice itself is a sign of pain)

Exclusion has founded the city of men

The law awaits you in refugeecamps

But no rules are aplicable to chaos

The state of exception bears no bare life

Your existence per se is the edge of the knife

You are born

And you wanna be free?

Pay in cash take the train to the valley of dreams

Where the flowers will blow

And the grass will be green

And the skies will be skies

And The sun ever beams

Oh and language, the virus from outta space

Is getting spaced out again without leaving a trace

No more justice

No peace

No more silhouette promise

No more fucking police

Freedom itself is a canting scheme (alternative text: The voice itself is a sign of pain)

Exclusion has founded the city of men

The law awaits you in refugeecamps

But no rules are aplicable to chaos

The state of exception bears no bare life

Your existence per se is the edge of the knife

You are born

And you wanna be free?

Pay in cash take the train to the valley of dreams

No justice

No peace

No silhouette promise

No fck*** police

If all of the dead are now living instead

And all of the living will die

Buying the tickets and changing the trains

Back home again by and by

If all of the living are dead now instead

And all of the dead will revive

Buying the tickets and changing the trains

Out of the city and back to the good life

Out of the city and back to the good life