The Fatalist Lyrics - Singles - Robbers On High Street

I was down for the count 

Down, never out 

I was determined 

But I couldn't catch a break 

Always treading in the wake 

Like I was afraid of it 

So I gave up the fight 

Let me fall where I might 

And maybe I'm set to win 

I quit action, I quit plan 

Shook that big, invisible hand 

And welcomed the Fatalist 

Give yourself into its vision 

No more struggle, no decisions 

Beyond your control 

So give in and let go 

Enter the Fatalist 

Oh, we try so hard 

Oh, we try, try so hard 

To get out of this 

What is behind it? 

The omniscient it 

Yes, Fatalist, Fatalist, Fatalist, the Fatalist