Our little wasteland

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And now our ruler is a wasteland, our little wasteland

And the only law that applies is gravity

And we are so free, but I still want to flee,

But I can only reach what my human eye can see...


In this wasteland...how you not feel alert?  

If only I knew what you see in here

What's so beautiful about this desert?

If only I knew what you hold so dear...


Who knew a recipe for disaster

Had only two ingredients

Who seem to be competing

On who will die faster?


They're terrible for eachother

But their hearts beat in sync

When they see an explosion

And look at one another


And tell me your heart doesn't race for a fire

When you see a falling bridge, what do you do?

And just try to tell me, when the situation's dire,

Try and tell me you're not happy I'm next to you


You make the wasteland look like a ballroom

You make gunfire sound like a mother's lullaby

You make me smile, even in the face of doom

The best times i spend with you pass by...


So quickly...


...it makes me want to cry...


...it must feel so good to not lie...

I lie to myself, get denied, and its a mess...

I just want to cry, I just want to die!


But it's hard to be sad when you're my happiness.


And now our ruler is a wasteland, our little wasteland

You're smiling at the crumbled buildings, right next to me

And we are so free, and I would never want to flee,


Because your smile is the last thing my human eye could see...


Goodbye wasteland...

Goodbye fiery lullabies...

Goodbye, oh so grand...

Goodbye, my dearest of allies...


I hope you keep hopping trough this ballroom...

I hope you keep singing your lullabies...

I hope you smile, even in the face of doom...

The best times I've spent with you passed by...


...so quickly.


It makes me want to cry...

I just want to hear your lullaby...

I want to be there, next to you...

I really don't want to say goodbye...


...to my ally...

...to our beautiful ballroom...

...to our little wasteland...

...now I wish for what my human eye could see...

...our little wasteland...


...her little wasteland.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 27, 2017 ⏰

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