Make What You Can - Maxïmo Park

Compassion in silent

We’re living a violent age

Entitled

The language is violent

Authority sees no shape

It’s now either or no middle way

I’m angry, but I’m not explicit

The message was there, but you blinked and you missed it

I’m trying not to disengage

It’s too late

Too late for too many

Feeling it in false

Waiting in line

There’s only so long you can wait

I make what I can

But the future gets further away

You’ve gotta make what you can

But the future gets further away

It gets so far away that I find myself afraid

That everything that I’ve worked for would be taken away

For anachronistic

Anachrony for a name

It pull 'em laughing in our faces

'Cause language is violent

If somebody undertake

We’re feeling violence everyday

I’m angry, but I’m not explicit

The message was there, but you blinked and you missed it

I’m trying not to disengage

It’s too late

Too late for too many

Feeling it in false

Waiting in line

There’s only so long you can wait

I make what I can

But the future gets further away

You’ve gotta make what you can

But the future gets further away

It gets so far away that I find myself afraid

That everything that I’ve worked for would be taken away

I make what I can

But the future gets further away

You’ve gotta make what you can

But the future gets further away

It gets so far away that I find myself afraid

That everything that I’ve worked for would be taken away