[Verse 1]
Roman-candle cruisers lighting up the trees
Crackle from the radios and voices in the breeze
The raiders come at sundown
"It's the law, son, clear the beach"
A message in a bottle pouring out in front of me
[Pre Chorus 1]
Yeah we thought this was heaven
Explore the apocalypse
Come build something with me love
At the end of the world
It's the end of the world
[Chorus]
Watching the sun slip out of touch
Pinker than paradise, redder than blood
300 stairs back to civilization
I'll sit on the bеach till they put me in cuffs
[Verse 2]
Cemеtery city the truth about where I grew up
Songs I loved to sing revealed themselves as requiems
A virgin place, the cleanest slate and all the whitest lies
For 27 years I guess my mind was occupied
Roman-candle cruisers lighting up the trees
Crackle from the radios and voices in the breeze
The raiders come at sundown
"It's the law, son, clear the beach"
A message in a bottle pouring out in front of me
[Pre Chorus 1]
Yeah we thought this was heaven
Explore the apocalypse
Come build something with me love
At the end of the world
It's the end of the world
[Chorus]
Watching the sun slip out of touch
Pinker than paradise, redder than blood
300 stairs back to civilization
I'll sit on the bеach till they put me in cuffs
[Verse 2]
Cemеtery city the truth about where I grew up
Songs I loved to sing revealed themselves as requiems
A virgin place, the cleanest slate and all the whitest lies
For 27 years I guess my mind was occupied
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