2050
Two thousand fifty the good days have passed
All of my friends just left in a life raft
Asteroids are falling all over the Earth
Mecca is small and Chernobyl's a church
Rainforests froze and became stalagtites
Honey Boo Boo just read me my last rites
Catacomb's ready I run underground as
Cloverfield monster makes its last round, yeah
Two thousand fifty now I'm fifty six
Dodging the cannons of fifty five ships
3 degrees more I just wasn't concerned
Now i'm not worried if my whole house burned
Down to the ground the sky's breaking away
Mr. Rogers shakes his head in dismay
Coral reef systems appear to collapse
Come buy a ticket and pick up a snack cuz
I will be there right next to you
Patiently watching while
The horizon slowly fades into the blue
In and out in and out of view
I will be there right next to you
Patiently watching while
The horizon slowly fades into the blue
In and out in and out of view
I turn to you
You turn to me
What a catastrophe
Look in my eyes
These are end times
Thankfully
All of us will just become dinosaurs
Placed in a museum locked behind a door
I turn to you
You turn to me
What a catastrophe
Look in my eyes
These are end times
Thankfully
All of us will just become dinosaurs
Placed in a museum locked behind a door
All of my friends just left in a life raft
Asteroids are falling all over the Earth
Mecca is small and Chernobyl's a church
Rainforests froze and became stalagtites
Honey Boo Boo just read me my last rites
Catacomb's ready I run underground as
Cloverfield monster makes its last round, yeah
Two thousand fifty now I'm fifty six
Dodging the cannons of fifty five ships
3 degrees more I just wasn't concerned
Now i'm not worried if my whole house burned
Down to the ground the sky's breaking away
Mr. Rogers shakes his head in dismay
Coral reef systems appear to collapse
Come buy a ticket and pick up a snack cuz
I will be there right next to you
Patiently watching while
The horizon slowly fades into the blue
In and out in and out of view
I will be there right next to you
Patiently watching while
The horizon slowly fades into the blue
In and out in and out of view
I turn to you
You turn to me
What a catastrophe
Look in my eyes
These are end times
Thankfully
All of us will just become dinosaurs
Placed in a museum locked behind a door
I turn to you
You turn to me
What a catastrophe
Look in my eyes
These are end times
Thankfully
All of us will just become dinosaurs
Placed in a museum locked behind a door
Credits
Writer(s): James Firak
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.