We stop all motion for a while and bleed just to feel alive
Like a wave submerging us, we fall and shiver,
The welkin starts to ignite
Doomsday party is starting out (starts to ignite)
Doomsday party is starting out (starts to ignite)
Doomsday party is starting out.
We love and hate on fast forward
The momentum is getting wrong
Adrenaline is gasoline
The taste of dust is getting strong.
Silhouettes flicking in dead lights
Ten thousand degrees Fahrenheit
We burst in solid centigrade
Heat transfer amplified
Kinetic figures all around
Dangerous girls in overdrive
Blood pressure widening our eyes
Ecstatic, polarized.
And this is how we realize the tragic prize of wasting time
It doesn't make sense if we die
And we'll know in the end if we truly lived
And this is how we realize the tragic prize of wasting time
It doesn't make sense if we die
And we'll know in the end if we truly lived
And we'll know if we truly lived
And we'll know if we truly lived
And we'll know if we truly lived
And we'll know if we truly lived.
We love and hate on fast forward
The momentum is getting wrong
Adrenaline is gasoline
The taste of dust is getting strong.
Testing endurance to defy the low performance
We deny all body failure, aiming high
Our breath intensified.
Watch now, the sun is fading away
And still the skyline is glowing in bright white
Let's drown in such an assembly
Let's yell until it all turn to black
Watch now, the sun is fading away
And still the skyline is glowing in bright white
Let's drown in such an assembly
Let's yell until it all turn to black
All turn to black
Til it all turn to black.
And this is how we realize the tragic prize of wasting time
It doesn't make sense if we die
And we'll know in the end if we truly lived
And this is how we realize the tragic prize of wasting time
It doesn't make sense if we die
And we'll know in the end if we truly lived.
We stop all motion for a while and bleed just to feel alive
Like a wave submerging us, we fall and shiver,
The welkin starts to ignite
And we know it won't last forever, it's nothing but a lie
A frail substitute for joy
Still, we want to define the line where life and death unite
Where night and day intertwine
Doomsday party is starting out.
And this is how we realize the tragic prize of wasting time
It doesn't make sense if we die
And we'll know in the end if we truly lived
And this is how we realize the tragic prize of wasting time
It doesn't make sense if we die
And we'll know in the end if we truly live
And we'll know if we truly lived
And we'll know if we truly lived
And we'll know if we truly lived
And we'll know if we truly lived.
We love and hate on fast forward
The momentum is getting wrong
Adrenaline is gasoline
Doomsday party is starting out!!!
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