Counting The Hours (исполнитель: Digital Summer)
No streets to cry at night For change [bad word] about We've finally worn out our [bad word] And we plague the cities with disease And we breed too many mouths to feed It's no surprise I'd like to see it all wash away So let the story drop With infinite power Yet I'll stand strong Just counting the hours Like nothing's wrong While the city's devoured The storm rolls on, in these final hours It's too late despite our regrets We deserve everything we get And I cant wait for the rain I invite the earthquakes to hurricanes And I love the moments just like this Where the [bad word] down, and the chaos hits There's nothing like an apocalypse to open your eyes So let the story drop With infinite power Yet I'll stand strong Just counting the hours Like nothing's wrong While the city's devoured The storm rolls on, in these final hours In these final hours (Let it destroy everything) (Don't wanna save anything) And I don't care If I watch the ocean swallow everything I [bad word] the change I'm so sick of [bad word] ignorance Don't care who survives Cause I'll be fine. So let the story drop With infinite power Yet I'll stand strong Just counting the hours Like nothing's wrong While the city's devoured The storm rolls on, in these final hours (Let it destroy everything) In these final hours (Don't wanna save anything) Just let the storm keep raging on and on It goes on and on Rages on and on