what a time to be alive Songtext
von simon robert french

A call from the doctor, a lockdown at school
A bag for the body of someone you knew
Authority figures try to play it cool
But you hear their voice falter when you ask what to do

They say to hold on, hold on
You say for how long, how long, how long?

Cause all your friends have started dying
Yeah, you see it on the news
In a shooting or a bombing or in hospital shoes
What a time to be alive
As you write your last will at twenty-five

A natural disaster every other day
You only call your family to tell them you′re okay
The city is falling, the sky turns to gray
The critical factor is keeping the end at bay


Hold on, hold on
For how long, how long, how long?

Cause all your friends have started dying
Yeah, you see it on the news
In a shooting or a bombing or in hospital shoes
What a time to be alive
As you write your last will at twenty-five

When will the body count finally stop rising
When will the sirens stop driving past my house
When will I finally feel safe outside again
Shouldn't we have learned by now?

Cause all my friends have started dying
Yeah, I see it on the news
In a shooting or a bombing or in hospital shoes
What a time to be alive
As I write my last will at twenty-five