Fine Feathers Make Fine Birds - The Blackout Argument

Pressure to perform on New Year’s Eve

Bad resolutions for you

They told me that every chapter is

From day one on predetermined

So lose your voice and stop to think

Lose your faith.

Stop your plans.

Stop your plans

Fine feathers make fine birds

And it’s the ignorance that hurts

Decide which colour you would follow now

Break the rules of fate

Design your steps with spades

Stand your ground and keep your lips off lies

Fine feathers do not make any fine birds

We will suck up the so called poison

And reach every hazard you built

Melt down the ass-kisser society

So we will be released from all that pressure day in day out

So give me one good reason why we should give up the fight

This is the thought that wakes you up at night

WE’RE NO MORE «THE PLIGHT»!