Letra de The End Of The World Club
Hey you.

We're outside waiting

Have you lost your nerve?

Hey you.

We made an ocean here

Have you lost your nerve?

Make the maker stop making now

It's so insulting.



Have you lost your way?

Make the maker stop making now

The sounds of the ambulance

Have you lost your way?



Decisions rest on you

Just dont get lost

We're counting on you now



We'll breathe frost from our lungs.

Together.

Forever.