seen animals lately? they are cruel
hunt to live, live to hunt, no rule
the higher we walk the longer we fall
choose an icon paint it on your wall
those that say that the end is near
well let me tell you
they all lie
this urban magic on us, some kind of curse
wearing signs, passing lines, cutting back the words
it's the charm, it's the end, it's my beer on the table
one leaves than comes the other you dont recognise him either
those that say that the end is near
we let me tell you
they all lie