[Verse 1] There's a phrase that echoes in the halls of power "There is no alternative" they say each hour But Fisher asks us to listen close and think Between the words they speak and what we really feel Is there a difference we can find that's real? One's ideology, one's standing on the brink [Chorus] When the future disappears from view TINA's grip takes hold of you Felt reality, not just belief Time gets stuck, there's no relief Individual pain, collective loss Future's gone, we pay the cost [Verse 2] In the grooves of post-punk records spinning round Fisher hears the future's fading sound From Joy Division to electronic beats The music maps what time has lost its way When innovation dies and songs replay The same old patterns on repeat [Chorus] When the future disappears from view TINA's grip takes hold of you Felt reality, not just belief Time gets stuck, there's no relief Individual pain, collective loss Future's gone, we pay the cost [Bridge] Depression isn't just inside your head It's temporal disorientation spread Through culture, music, politics and art When tomorrow looks just like today The future withers and decays Society falls apart [Verse 3] The DJ plays another retro song While we wonder where the future's gone It's not just nostalgia on the radio It's symptomatic of a deeper wound When progress stops and time's marooned In endless cycles, high and low [Final Chorus] When the future disappears from view TINA's grip takes hold of you More than ideology's cruel game It's lived experience of temporal shame Individual souls and masses too Lost in time without breakthrough [Outro] Feel it now, don't just debate TINA as our temporal fate Music tells us what we've lost Future dreams at such a cost
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