Boy Omega
marching ants
The sky lit up
Is this bad luck?
My fur keep me safe
When this town blows
Burn down the house
Spill out the tar
One million screams will collide in the dark
They said I was wrong
But this time Iâm right
Our hearts will become to like rabbits in French
When she comes
Youâll know
All the laugh
Weâre marching ants
And who will tell us?
The very last dance
Burn down the house
Spill out the tar
One million screams will collide in the dark
They said I was wrong
But this time Iâm right
Our hearts will become to like rabbits in French
When she comes
Youâll know
Not long ago
Another fall
Itâs all thatâs climbing out
Itâs all thatâs climbing out