End Of The World* Miley Cyrus
"End Of The World" by Miley Cyrus, released in 2023, is a pop-rock anthem that explores themes of existential anxiety and resilience in the face of chaos. The lyrics convey a sense of urgency and empowerment, urging listeners to embrace life despite uncertainties. Musically, the track features driving guitar riffs and anthemic choruses, blending pop sensibilities with rock energy. Its cultural impact lies in its reflection of contemporary concerns about the future, resonating with a generation grappling with global challenges. #PopRock
Lyrics from live performance
[Verse 1]
Someday you woke and you told me you wanted to cry
The sky was fallin' like a comet on the Fourth of July
You've been thinkin' 'bout the future
Let's pretend that it's the end of the world
[Verse 2]
Let's spend the dollars you've been savin' on a Mercedes Benz
And throw a party like McCartney with some help from my friends
Then let's go down to Malibu and watch the sun fade out once more
So you can show me how you hold me and tomorrow's just the saddest thing
Let's pretend it's not the end of the world
[Bridge]
Oh
Oh-oh
[Verse 3]
Let's go to Paris, I don't care if we get lost in the scene
Paint the city like Picasso would've done in his dreams
Do the things that we were way too terrified of before
Woah
I wanna take you to Nirvana, we can take it too far
Hit the bottom of the bottler and forget where we are
I'll be ghostin' on, and tomorrow you're gonna be pushed out
[Verse 1]
Someday you woke and you told me you wanted to cry
The sky was fallin' like a comet on the Fourth of July
You've been thinkin' 'bout the future
Let's pretend that it's the end of the world
[Verse 2]
Let's spend the dollars you've been savin' on a Mercedes Benz
And throw a party like McCartney with some help from my friends
Then let's go down to Malibu and watch the sun fade out once more
So you can show me how you hold me and tomorrow's just the saddest thing
Let's pretend it's not the end of the world
[Bridge]
Oh
Oh-oh
[Verse 3]
Let's go to Paris, I don't care if we get lost in the scene
Paint the city like Picasso would've done in his dreams
Do the things that we were way too terrified of before
Woah
I wanna take you to Nirvana, we can take it too far
Hit the bottom of the bottler and forget where we are
I'll be ghostin' on, and tomorrow you're gonna be pushed out
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