Текст песни Alphacloud - Modern Days

I miss the day
I was under a spell
I miss the day
you had nothing to sell
I miss the day
you turned me on with suggestion
I miss the day
left to my imagination.

All around, we run ourselves into the ground.
Another round, we'll do anything to get through
Another round, still the same old needs still the same old fears,
Another round, oh dear, another round, another round.

I miss the day
Your smile meant nothing more
I miss the day
when I missed the day before.
I miss the day
you had me wait.
I miss the day
We didn't always want more.

All around, we run ourselves into the ground.
Another round, we'll do anything to get through
Another round, still the same old needs still the same old fears,
Another round, oh dear, another round, another round.

Pressure is the way, pressure is the way,
Pressure is the way, pressure is play,
They'll cram in you.
Failure's the weight, Failure is the weight,
Failure is the weight, they'll force feed to you.
You're squeezed and crushed and thumped,
Squeezed and crushed and thumped.
They get all they can, get all they can,
get all they can, get all they can.

Instant pleasures, common measure,
Will I fit in, Will I fit in?
Double speech and apathy
Will I fit in, will I fit in?
All cleverly hardwired.
Will I fit in, Will I fit in?
Skip through all, through all channels,
Will I fit in, will I fit in?