Is it getting too much for you?
Can you handle the heat?
Fast track, down to a whiplash, we count the days but we still ignore the forecast
Time waste try to claim there's a contrast
All the signs show a climate-driven car crash
No safe place, nowhere to hide at, you want it your way, don't want to give back
Won't let us complain, feels like you're aimed at
Anything you can to ignore the thermostat
So let's play pretend, don't know what we're up against
Free tickets up for the front row
The selfish defend, anything they can't comprehend
And like that, we give up control
Is it getting too much for you?
Can you handle the heat?
Do you lie awake? Thinking everything will turn out fine in the end
In your bed you've made, no care for the ones that you've left in your place
Can you see the bigger picture, is the writing on the wall?
Too busy staring at the price tag, to see the artists work at fault
Is it getting hot in here?
Why, is this not worth saving
A picture painted by the blind
Time will make us all your victims
As it leaves us all behind
Is it getting too much for you?
Can you handle the heat?
Do you lie awake? Thinking everything will turn out fine in the end
In your bed you've made, no care for the ones that you've left in your place
Do you lie awake? Thinking everything will turn out fine in the end
In your bed you've made, no care for the ones that you've left in your place
Is it getting too much for you?
Can you handle the heat?
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Is it getting too much for you?
Can you handle the heat?
Fast track, down to a whiplash, we count the days but we still ignore the forecast
Time waste try to claim there's a contrast
All the signs show a climate-driven car crash
No safe place, nowhere to hide at, you want it your way, don't want to give back
Won't let us complain, feels like you're aimed at
Anything you can to ignore the thermostat
So let's play pretend, don't know what we're up against
Free tickets up for the front row
The selfish defend, anything they can't comprehend
And like that, we give up control
Is it getting too much for you?
Can you handle the heat?
Do you lie awake? Thinking everything will turn out fine in the end
In your bed you've made, no care for the ones that you've left in your place
Can you see the bigger picture, is the writing on the wall?
Too busy staring at the price tag, to see the artists work at fault
Is it getting hot in here?
Why, is this not worth saving
A picture painted by the blind
Time will make us all your victims
As it leaves us all behind
Is it getting too much for you?
Can you handle the heat?
Do you lie awake? Thinking everything will turn out fine in the end
In your bed you've made, no care for the ones that you've left in your place
Do you lie awake? Thinking everything will turn out fine in the end
In your bed you've made, no care for the ones that you've left in your place
Is it getting too much for you?
Can you handle the heat?
Can you handle the heat?
Fast track, down to a whiplash, we count the days but we still ignore the forecast
Time waste try to claim there's a contrast
All the signs show a climate-driven car crash
No safe place, nowhere to hide at, you want it your way, don't want to give back
Won't let us complain, feels like you're aimed at
Anything you can to ignore the thermostat
So let's play pretend, don't know what we're up against
Free tickets up for the front row
The selfish defend, anything they can't comprehend
And like that, we give up control
Is it getting too much for you?
Can you handle the heat?
Do you lie awake? Thinking everything will turn out fine in the end
In your bed you've made, no care for the ones that you've left in your place
Can you see the bigger picture, is the writing on the wall?
Too busy staring at the price tag, to see the artists work at fault
Is it getting hot in here?
Why, is this not worth saving
A picture painted by the blind
Time will make us all your victims
As it leaves us all behind
Is it getting too much for you?
Can you handle the heat?
Do you lie awake? Thinking everything will turn out fine in the end
In your bed you've made, no care for the ones that you've left in your place
Do you lie awake? Thinking everything will turn out fine in the end
In your bed you've made, no care for the ones that you've left in your place
Is it getting too much for you?
Can you handle the heat?
Writer: Tom Booth
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid