I got lost in the symphony
All the sound and the lights and the electricity
Saw you standing in the corner steeped in misery
I missed a breath think you gave my lungs an injury
You know I don’t wanna be friends
Can you hear that knocking it’s the end
I don’t wanna second guess
But come on, baby, why you beckoning?
We’re in the middle of a reckoning
So we can
(X) the time away
(X) any time of day
(X) until the end
(X) until there’s nothing left
(X) in the middle of the
(X) while we’re speeding down the
(X) with the sun on our backs we’re as good as goners
We can
(X) the time away
(X) any time of day
(X) until the end
(X) until there’s nothing left
It’s the end of days
It’s the end of days
If we’re going down then we’re going down the right way
I’ve got a map of all the places that we shouldn’t go
By the graves of all the fuckers who could tell us no
And when we’re dancing on their bones don’t think of it as tragic
The light from the wasteland makes me feel so romantic
Hey baby do you wanna crash a car
Crawl from the wreckage of who they think we are
I’m in a vendetta kinda mood
Screaming you’re so cool
You’re so baby
You’re so cool
So we can
(X) the time away
(X) any time of day
(X) until the end
(X) until there’s nothing left
(X) in the middle of the
(X) while we’re speeding down the
(X) with the sun on our backs we’re as good as goners
We can
(X) the time away
(X) any time of day
(X) until the end
(X) until there’s nothing left
It’s the end of days
It’s the end of days
If we’re going down then we’re going down the right way
Ladies & gentlemen we’ve finally done it: between science &
chemistry we got the nail in the coffin
The authors of our own demise
These are our final moments – hang on to your seats
I can hear your death rattle baby sounds so cool
I can hear your death rattle baby sounds so cool
I can hear your death rattle baby sounds so cool
I can hear your death rattle
I can hear your death
Oh my god would you look at that destruction
Full scorched earth policy – the inhumanity of it all
Say goodbye to the sun & fuck till your numb
So we can
(X) the time away
(X) any time of day
(X) until the end
(X) until there’s nothing left
(X) in the middle of the
(X) while we’re speeding down the
(X) with the sun on our backs we’re as good as goners
So we can
(X) the time away
(X) any time of day
(X) until the end
(X) until there’s nothing left
It’s the end of days
It’s the end of days
If we’re going down then we’re going down the right way
