The Times Florrie 

These are the times, the times, the times we will remember when they’re gone
And how we learned to live in silence as our guilty eyes looked on

We keep our grief locked in fragile minds
Scroll on, push deeper, afraid of what we’ll find

History, on repeat, systems I don’t understand
This apathy, it's killing me, and there's no going back

These are the times, the times, the times we will remember when they’re gone
And how we learned to live in silence as our guilty eyes looked on
And these are the times, the times, the times, we will remember when they’re gone
And how we sold ourselves for comfort, just to feel that we belong

And we wanna get out of this untouched So we smile and swallow the pills
And we cover and lie to each other Trying to hide the truth from ourselves

History, on repeat, systems I don’t understand
This apathy, it's killing me, and there’s no going back

These are the times, the times, the times we will remember when they’re gone
And how we learned to live in silence as our guilty eyes looked on
And these are the times, the times, the times, we will remember when they’re gone
And how we sold ourselves for comfort, just to feel that we belong

We sold ourselves comfort just to escape
Swipe to feel something, numbing the pain Paid for our pleasure, buy it again
Sold ourselves comfort just to escape We sold ourselves comfort just to escape
Swipe to feel something, numbing the pain Paid for our pleasure, buy it again
Sold ourselves comfort just to escape

These are the times, the times, the times we will remember when they’re gone
And how we learned to live in silence as our guilty eyes looked on
And these are the times, the times, the times, we will remember when they’re gone
And how we sold ourselves for comfort, just to feel that we belong

Just to feel that we belong
Just to feel that we belong
Just to feel that we belong