Broadway Calls. Broadway Calls. Call It Off. Zeneszám

Let's pretend, let's pretend. Let's spread the word false weapons. Let's bomb our friends to hell and back again.
You said, you saw this coming, I sat and let denial wash over and now we're choking.

We hit the switch and call off all executions. Call off all celebrations. This is the last song written.

Up all night, up all night. Explosions make false daylight. Let's bomb ourselves to hell and back again.
You said, you saw it coming, and I sat and let denial wash over and now we're choking