Songtext von Faithless

Your so-called friends Your so-called career The time on your hands The lover you cheat on every Monday night Your sense of protection Your chord progressions You had the world Indebted to no one But your electronic diary Well, that’s impressive You’re so complete! Until we tumble we are faithless Until our senses fail were faithless Until we falter we are faithless Until there’s nothin’ left to hold on to The turn of events The twister called fate It came without warning They gave you no freakin’ sign So now you’ve got zero Now you’ve got nil How does it feel? Until we tumble we are faithless Until our senses fail were faithless Until we falter we are faithless Only in darkness Can we plainly see The hand that saves And sets us free