APOCALYPSE

This plane is going down I wanted to run away from the Fucking town We've got a problem We've got a problem We've got a problem Someone explain my crime Slaughter pigs of politics in my mind We've got a problem We've got a problem We've got a problem And now let me go I want to stay in the sky The apocalypse has come I want to see your skulls burn in fire I had a nightmare last night Over me the light everything was fine We've got a problem We've got a problem We've got a problem The calm before the storm Before your castles fall under the molotovs We've got a problem We've got a problem We've got a problem And now let me go I want to stay in the sky The apocalypse has come I want to see your skulls burn in fire