Flood (Alternate Version)

I think I have answers,

The world is a cancer.

Our blasphemous mantras,

All bullets in blood.

The sickness, the triggers,

We hope idol figures

Will carry the buried

Souls up above.

Made out of carbon,

Stored in compartments.

We're too bored to function

All baked in the mud.

With no one to save us,

I hope we can face us.

We turned on the world

And now we wait for the flood.

The toxins, the plastic

The water is acid.

An ocean of madness,

Your homes will all float.

Can you vote for a savour?

Owe Noah a favour?

Think man is much greater?

We're the butt of a joke.

So we line up in shame while we pray for ourselves,

We say that we care but we're happy in hell.

I think we all know that we're all gonna drown.

We're all gonna drown.

We're all gonna.

I think I have answers,

The world is a cancer.

Our blasphemous mantras,

All bullets in blood.

With no one to save us,

I hope we can face us,

We turned on the world

And now we wait for the flood.

So we line up in shame while we pray for ourselves,

We say that we care but we're happy in hell.

I think we all know that we're all gonna drown. (x2)

We're all gonna drown.

We're all gonna.