Dystopian Nightmare
Ludwig Blomqvist, Martin Ekman
Can't you see where we're heading
In this futuristic world
Are you blind to the progress
Inside your frame of mind
Who will tell me what to do
Who can tell me what to feel inside
Who will tell me what to see
Who can show me where to flee
Succumbing to the problem
That is tearing us apart
In this dystopian nightmare
In a brave new world
Who will tell me what to do
Who can tell me what to feel inside
Who will tell me what to see
Who can show me where to flee
Who will tell me what to do
Who can tell me what to feel inside
Who will tell me what to see
Who can show me where to flee