Doomsday, covered by a drone's mayday
I'm running through rubble,
standing right,
right in the middle,
right in the middle
Someone's game
The target is you and me on the wheel of death
Same salience, rumbles, marshals
They sing, they sing, they sing
In someone's game
Doomsday,
covered by a drone's mayday I'm running through rubble,
feels great
Another hit,
the wave in the calm night Don't know what's wrong and what's right
Something like confusion Sometimes dealing with the good,
but mostly
Living a dream,
standing right,
right in the middle,
right in someone's game
Come,
come,
we urge this on everything I suggest we start from here
Cause, cause,
your head is used to hear
Words, words,
words aren't just a clone of one's own
Past, past,
liars, liars.
Past,
past,
liars, liars.
Past,
past,
liars, liars.
Words,
words.
mighty
Just *** it while it's hot
Just *** it while it's hot
Just *** it while it's hot
Just *** it while it's hot
Just to cross my despair
I'm a prisoner in this garden
I'm a prisoner in this garden
I'm a prisoner in this garden
I'm a prisoner in this garden
I'm a prisoner in this garden
I'm a prisoner in this garden
I'm a prisoner in this garden
I'm a prisoner in this garden
It's you and me and we all look the same
The same
The same
The same
The same
The same