- The car’s on fire, and there’s no driver at the wheel.
- The sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides.
- A dark wind blows.
- The government is corrupt.
- We’re on so many drugs with the radio on and the curtains drawn.
- We’re trapped in the belly of this horrible machine, and the machine is bleeding to death.
- The sun has fallen down.
- The billboards are all leering.
- The flags are all dead at the top of their poles.
- It went like this: the buildings crumbled in on themselves.
- Mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble and pulled out their hair.
- The skyline was beautiful on fire.
- Twisted metal stretching upwards.
- Everything washed in a thin orange haze.
- I said, “kiss me, you’re beautiful.”
- "These are truly the last days."
- You grabbed my hand.
- We fell into it.
- Like a daydream.
- Or a fever.
- The car’s on fire, and there’s no driver at the wheel.
- The sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides.
- A dark wind blows.
- The government is corrupt.
- We’re on so many drugs with the radio on and the curtains drawn.
- We’re trapped in the belly of this horrible machine, and the machine is bleeding to death.
- The sun has fallen down.
- The billboards are all leering.
- The flags are all dead at the top of their poles.
- It went like this: the buildings crumbled in on themselves.
- Mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble and pulled out their hair.
- The skyline was beautiful on fire.
- Twisted metal stretching upwards.
- Everything washed in a thin orange haze.
- I said, “kiss me, you’re beautiful.”
- "These are truly the last days."
- You grabbed my hand.
- We fell into it.
- Like a daydream.
- Or a fever.