Small town blues
Getting lured to the right
By smash and grab red tops
Exploiting the ire
Of the little guys
Who built these towns
Under watchful eyes
Of upper class crowds
In their ivory towers
On the edge of the sea
Whose view of the world
Comes from breakfast TV
And they're fleeing a war
Being waged online
Scared of cancel culture
Cause they've nowhere to hide
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
Burned out fields
Fuelling the fires
In empty homes
For corporate desires
But we're kept occupied
With making it through the night
Making it through the
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
What are you doing with my life
Haytor - This Is the Ending Lyrics
Haytor - This Is the Ending Lyrics
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Small town blues
Getting lured to the right
By smash and grab red tops
Exploiting the ire
Of the little guys
Who built these towns
Under watchful eyes
Of upper class crowds
In their ivory towers
On the edge of the sea
Whose view of the world
Comes from breakfast TV
And they're fleeing a war
Being waged online
Scared of cancel culture
Cause they've nowhere to hide
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
Burned out fields
Fuelling the fires
In empty homes
For corporate desires
But we're kept occupied
With making it through the night
Making it through the
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
What are you doing with my life
Getting lured to the right
By smash and grab red tops
Exploiting the ire
Of the little guys
Who built these towns
Under watchful eyes
Of upper class crowds
In their ivory towers
On the edge of the sea
Whose view of the world
Comes from breakfast TV
And they're fleeing a war
Being waged online
Scared of cancel culture
Cause they've nowhere to hide
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
Burned out fields
Fuelling the fires
In empty homes
For corporate desires
But we're kept occupied
With making it through the night
Making it through the
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
This is the ending can you feel it
What are you doing with my life
What are you doing with my life
Writer: Austin Robison, Jonathan Lewis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid