Can you hear me?
I am calling you
Ain't no one home
And I don't need you
To go away

It's the season of the culture bat
I just can't keep my tears dry
In this little town of mine
There's a little black spot on the sun today
You can try to hide but you'll never find
Another place to run away

I want to see your face
I want to feel it in my touch
I want to feel it when you're not there
I want to hear your voice
I want to feel it when you touch me
I want to feel it when you touch me

I've had enough of speaking words
That lines have been stepped aside
Enough is enough

It's the season of the culture bat
I just can't keep my tears dry
In this little town of mine
There's a little black spot on the sun today
You can try to hide but you'll never find
Another place to run away

I want apocalypse!