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Doomsday

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A Bud That Never Blooms


I peek my head outside and watch the
cops kill all my neighbors' kids
I wonder if things would be different
if their parents had been rich
I shut the door 'cause I don't want
their blood to stain my clothes
And as the gun goes off
I'll say that I did everything I could

But doomsday comes earlier every year
The sky opens up to swallow you and leave me here
When it's Armageddon, is it all forgiven?
I put my faith in the arms of doomsday

I watch my mother cry more than I have listened to her sing
I lie awake at night and think
of all the horrors she has seen
I ask what good it is to be a person who believes
'Cause all I ever wanted was to be somebody who believes

But doomsday comes earlier every year
The sky opens up to swallow you and leave me here
When it's Armageddon, is it all forgiven?
I put my faith in the arms of doomsday

Is it something I can change?
Or is it blood I owe?
We're sick (We're sick)
And it's just something that I'll have to learn to live with

Will you walk with me to the end?
I can't go by myself

But doomsday comes earlier every year
The sky opens up to swallow you and leave me here
When it's Armageddon, is it all forgiven?
I put my faith in the arms of doomsday

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