Going Under - Dobre

Last couple of years I’ve been spinning around

Without any idea what I’m spinning about

But I got to keep on, oh

Though I know, yes I know

We’d be going under, under

Each day a little more, little more

Lightning of thunder, thunder

Knockin' at the door, at the door

To say the thing has gonna end

And leave us all with empty hands

So please tell, please tell me why I’m still runnin'?

You and me, we both see it comin'

We’re going under, under

Each day a little more, little more

Lightning of thunder, thunder

Knockin' at the door, at the door

It’s becoming insane

So this whole thing ends

Slips into slumber, slumber

Each day a little more, little more

I’ve stopped to wonder

How this happened after all

It’s been coming

So what should we do?

Do you think we can end this contest?

Take each others hands and get back to the surface?

Then lets quit this contest

And get back to the surface!

We’d be going under, under

Each day a little more, little more

Lightning of thunder, thunder

Knockin' at the door, at the door

It’s becoming insane

So this whole thing ends

Slips into slumber, slumber

Each day a little more, little more