Love, love*
I’m praying for a hurricane or
A flood, a flood
Then we could float away from all of this
All of this
Oh, give me that apocalypstic kiss
Some, some
Waltz between the landmines safe and
Numb, numb
I don’t know how you sleep through all of this
All of this
Oh, give me that apocalypstic kiss
We’re gonna spit in the face of
We’re gonna put a flame to all of this
All of this
Oh give me that apocalypstic
Oh give me that apocalypstic
All of this
All of this
oh give me that apocalypstic kiss