life still drags along slow like death

whoa, the sun is shining
is this a sign or
should we just hide inside
oh, run for the hills
pack your suitcase now
soon this will b e hell
whoa, the sun doesn’t shine anymore
only when bombs blast out
perpetual twilight city of night
run for the hills
we’ll be safe here
not killed like our families
not lost like our sanity
we’ll start a brand new colony
and hope they don’t wipe us out
hope we don’t get wiped out someday

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