Keir Easterbrook - Apocalyptic Bliss Lyrics

Here comes a man with a loaded gun
For fun he likes to take it out on us
He is my friend, but he's a horny man
Romanticism to disguise the lust

I can't keep up
I'm always falling behind
I'd call this
Apocalyptic bliss
I can't keep up
I'm always falling behind
I'd call this
Apocalyptic bliss

Pointless shit on my phone again
Even though my eyes are always on it
Can't remember a f*cking thing
Distracted focus losing all my wits

I can't keep up
I'm always falling behind
I'd call this
Apocalyptic bliss
I can't keep up
I'm always falling behind
I'd call this
Apocalyptic bliss