Wake up, love, there's eerie sounds
Something from the sky [bad word] down
And now the panic has begun
As everything [bad word] undone
But there is nowhere
No, there is nowhere [bad word] 
I don't know if we'll be okay
No measure
Having a gun or a hand grenade
Won't matter
If it's drones you're dead
Is what we are

Having a laugh at the fairground
When you felt the earth shake all around
And it's a violent world to see
And a recycling of history
Where there is no room
No, there is no room to breathe

I don't know if we'll be okay
No measure
Having a gun or a hand grenade
Won't matter
If it's drones you're dead
Is what we are

Turning left, turning right
Now the other way
Trying to find a way to break through
When all is lost I hope you know
If you were gone I'd miss you

I don't know if we'll be okay
Is it a home or is it a grave
I don't know if we'll be okay
Having a gun or a hand grenade
Won't matter
If it's drones you're dead

If it's drones you're dead