Bell X1 - The End Is Nigh lyrics
[Bell X1 - The End Is Nigh lyrics]
Some friends come in and out of view
Last time I looked we were
Dancing like dogs on fire
Now I'm laughing with your little girl
Laughing about my sunburn on that day
Oh, it's good to see you smile
I remember how you held me as I cried
And flailing like a landed fish
Trying to get back to before
His day went awry
Who would make the cut when our time is up?
And everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh it's coming
Like an explorer clearing ground
Swinging your blade, flashing in the sun
You cut right though my moping
Picked me up and then was on your way
I treasure the scars
We'll always have well I don't
Remember where we were
Don't think we've returned
These moments are fleeting as they are pure
But, I think you'd make the cut
When our time is up
With everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh it's coming
Hey everybody, for the last time
Come here to me for the last time
Will it be a fireball from the sky?
Or will we all take to the bed?
Laid low by a new pox
Or will the wrong guy get the codes?
Whose arms would I seek?
Whose eyes would I meet in the final throes?
And say it was good to be human
To be a human with you here
Who would make the cut when our time is up?
And everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh it's coming
If you would make the cut when our time is up
With everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh it's coming
Hold me, it's coming hold me, it's coming
Hold me, it's coming hold me, it's coming
Hold me, it's coming hold me, it's coming
Hold me, it's coming
Last time I looked we were
Dancing like dogs on fire
Now I'm laughing with your little girl
Laughing about my sunburn on that day
Oh, it's good to see you smile
I remember how you held me as I cried
And flailing like a landed fish
Trying to get back to before
His day went awry
Who would make the cut when our time is up?
And everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh it's coming
Like an explorer clearing ground
Swinging your blade, flashing in the sun
You cut right though my moping
Picked me up and then was on your way
I treasure the scars
We'll always have well I don't
Remember where we were
Don't think we've returned
These moments are fleeting as they are pure
But, I think you'd make the cut
When our time is up
With everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh it's coming
Hey everybody, for the last time
Come here to me for the last time
Will it be a fireball from the sky?
Or will we all take to the bed?
Laid low by a new pox
Or will the wrong guy get the codes?
Whose arms would I seek?
Whose eyes would I meet in the final throes?
And say it was good to be human
To be a human with you here
Who would make the cut when our time is up?
And everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh it's coming
If you would make the cut when our time is up
With everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh it's coming
Hold me, it's coming hold me, it's coming
Hold me, it's coming hold me, it's coming
Hold me, it's coming hold me, it's coming
Hold me, it's coming