Forget the Suit, We're Gonna Make It To Doomsday

If you're well dressed
You'll be taken down
It's not up to you now
But the madman that's in your head
When all you had was classic waging war
Over again the charade ends

With all my senses dissipating
Trust is what brought you back

You'd do anything to kill your eyes
Doomsday is dead
Where you walk now
Bring this world back
(My favorite tux was stolen)
Dressed and dismantled

It's not like you never had
A chance to, to take it back
It used be what's mine is yours
Your dress looks bad tonight
This is, this is the final day

Calamari, paparazzi
Whatever you want
Look at the menu
My blood is boiling
My tux is dirty

You'd do anything to kill your eyes
Doomsday is dead
Where you walk now
Bring this world back
(What the fuck, the chimp's getting away)
Dressed and dismantled

What the hell
Gimme my suit back
It's mine and it isn't yours
I picked it up off the ocean floor
You remind me of doomsday's door

Just wait until you find him
He's getting away

Just wait till he lands on his ass again
Until he turns himself in



Credits
Writer(s): Luca Belviso
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