Текст песни Propaganda - Groenland

Trying to find how the sun is going down
Some part of my heart that I know can still be calm
I feel like my thoughts may be turning against us
I can't help but stop and watch every feeling that pops

My mind is the worst kind of propaganda
Triggers the worst in a dirty manner
No time to go back or to look forward
So I hide my concerns in a judgement smirk

Always the first, the first into laughter
Always the last to think about the after
Second guessing is playing tricks on me
I flip a coin and keep wishing for something good

Every deep breath I take makes it easier to care
Every misstep I make might be one we lay to escape
If for a day I was you, you were me, wouldn't it be great
To consider this only as a temporary state?

Always the first, the first into laughter
Always the last to think about the after
Show me how to handle the truth
How to push through the mood
I really wish we could remember what's good

You say don't take this the wrong way
Are you sure this will make it go away?
I'm playing it tough
But I'm still out of trust, oh
You say don't take this the wrong way
You're in luck, I'm stepping out of the game
I'm playing it tough
I'm still out of trust
I need to shake it all up
Drop the weight and look ahead, oh

Always the first, the first into laughter
Always the last to think about the after
Second guessing is playing tricks on me
I flip a coin and keep wishing for something good