The End, Again

Listening down the pause Now I can play at odds I can feel your car lights Narrowing past the bend Now I can take a stand Falling for the last times And you ask if I've a sermon Holier virgins Disappearing invites And you ask if I'm in danger Holier saviour Love amongst the last rights Syphoning throough the fog Wonder if there's a god I can feel their car lights Peeling of vaseline Now don't you make a scene Glares of frozen joy rides And you ask if I've a corner Holy adorner Must reveal the end-times And you ask if I would hurt you Holier curfews Simulate the insides If you want me as a vulture I'll pretend Why must I feel the end, again If the verdicts never start in my defence Why must I feel the end, again Again All descend We can feel the end, again I'll descend We can feel the end, again I'll descend We can feel the end, again All descend We can feel the end, again