Night School - Betsa

It’s getting darker and there’s someone after me,

Just a figure, standing shadowed in the trees,

My heart is beating harder, louder than a drum,

Still I don’t know what I’m running from.

Manipulative, so interested,

In what we do, what to do with it,

Secretive, take a step, a leap of faiths,

What you need to do to fit,

Working in the dead of night,

Conquering the dark for light,

We have got an appetite,

to rule,

At Night School.

Worls filled with traitors, we can’t trust anyone,

Love and hatred, on the same path they run,

A skilful way to take a dark situation,

And turn into an education.

Working in the dead of night,

Conquering the dark for light,

We have got an appetite,

to rule,

At Night School.

There’s never enough time.

We’re working hard to make it right,

Take your turn to pick a side,

for you,

At Night School.

Manipulative, so interested,

In what we do, what to do with it,

Secretive, take a step, a leap of faiths,

What you need to do to fit,

In Night School,

In Night School,

In Night School,

In Night School,

(echo three times)

Working in the dead of night,

Conquering the dark for light,

We have got an appetite,

to rule,

At Night School.

There’s never enough time.

We’re working hard to make it right,

Take you turn to pick a side,

for you,

At Night School.