Bad Things Coming - Abney Park

Got bad things coming

All my thoughts turning black

Wanna hit the ground running

Wanna turn the clocks back

I don’t want to look forward

Or even look ahead

I don’t want the future

For the future is dead

Gotta stand up so strong, fight all alone

I hope I can, cause I can never go home

Gotta stand up so strong, fight all alone

I hope I can, cause I can never go home

You do everything right

You you got no control

Fates like a storm

That cares not about your goals

You batten the hatches

And prepare for the storm

Better make no attachments

'Cause death is the norm

Gotta stand up so strong, fight all alone

I hope I can, cause I can never go home

Gotta stand up so strong, fight all alone

I hope I can, cause I can never go home

There are bad things coming

All my thoughts turning black

There are bad things coming

All my thoughts turning black