APOCALYPSE
This plane is going down
I wanted to run away from the Fucking town
We've got a problem
We've got a problem
We've got a problem
Someone explain my crime
Slaughter pigs of politics in my mind
We've got a problem
We've got a problem
We've got a problem
And now let me go
I want to stay in the sky
The apocalypse has come
I want to see your skulls burn in fire
I had a nightmare last night
Over me the light everything was fine
We've got a problem
We've got a problem
We've got a problem
The calm before the storm
Before your castles fall under the molotovs
We've got a problem
We've got a problem
We've got a problem
And now let me go
I want to stay in the sky
The apocalypse has come
I want to see your skulls burn in fire