Blackchords At World's End
Set this world on fire
I spoke to you for hours
The curtain's still coming up
But the feelings all burnt and scattered
I've sailed this ship into the ground
And it's not the first time it has happened
We're at the point
Where all the words just sound the same
All this means is none of us have even learnt
Come on
We have learnt to rip it off
Turn it off
Cut it out
We have learnt to rip it off
