tampered version of Natalie Imbruglia (lyrics by me, Miel Dy, and Trixia Cariaga)

TORN (na thesis paper man ba)
by Chua, Dy and Cariaga
 
(1st stanza)
We thought we saw a thesis brought to life.
It was grand, it came around like it was dignified. 
It showed us how it was to cry (tears of happiness ba)
 
Well, it couldn't be the thesis that we adored. 
But they don't seem to care, seem to know what research is for.
And we can't take it anymore.
there's nothing there, let's say goodbye
Our DISCUSSION has run dry. That's what's going on!
 
(Chorus)
Nothing's fine we're torn.
We're all out of faith, this is how we feel.
We're cold and we're ashamed.
Staring blankly at the wall.
 
Illusions never changed
Into something real
We're wide awake
And we can see the perfect thesis torn
It's already late (as in 4AM na)
We're already torn.
 
(2nd stanza)
So I guess our thesis adviser's right!
We should've seen just what was there
So we won't be in plight
But (actually) it (the idea of making TOXIC version of our thesis paper) crawled beneath our brains and now
We don't care, we have no luck
We haven't written all that much
There's just so many things!
 
(Chorus)
That we can't do we're torn
We're all out of faith
This is how we feel 
We're cold and I am shamed
Lying sleepy on the floor
 
Our illusions never changed
Into something real
We're wide awake and we can see the perfect thesis torn
We are REALLY late
We're already torn... torn
 
(Refrain)
There's nothing there, let's say goodbye
Our inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on!
 
REPEAT CHORUS

Ellyn Chua