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Driving out into the sun
Let the ultraviolet cover me up
Let the ultraviolet cover me up
Went looking for a creation myth
Ended up with a pair of cracked lips
Ended up with a pair of cracked lips
Windows down
Scream along
To some America First rap country song
Scream along
To some America First rap country song
A slaughterhouse, an outlet mall
Slot machines, fear of god
Slot machines, fear of god
Windows down, heater on
Big bolt of lightning hanging low
Big bolt of lightning hanging low
Over the cost
everyone’s convinced
It’s a government drone
Or an alien spaceship
everyone’s convinced
It’s a government drone
Or an alien spaceship
Either way, we’re not alone
I’ll find a new place to be from
I’ll find a new place to be from
A haunted house with a picket fence
To float around and ghost my friends
To float around and ghost my friends
No, I’m not afraid to disappear
The billboard said “The End is Near”
The billboard said “The End is Near”
I turned around, there was nothing there
Yeah I guess, the end is here
Yeah I guess, the end is here
