Blake Mills Hiroshima
Feels like Hiroshima
Coming in for a day
We both stay alive well okay
Feels like Hiroshima
There's nothing I wouldn't do
Nothing I wouldn't do
There's nothing in the world that I would not do
There's nothing left to do
It comes like a heart attack
(?)
Somehow worries attract my check
Feels like a heart attack
I find it comforting
It's just a matter of when
For something or if it happens again
Feels like Hiroshima