Something filled up
My heart with nothing
Someone told me not to cry
Now that I’m older
My heart’s colder
We’re just a million little gods causing rain storms
Turning every good thing to rust
I guess we’ll just have to adjust
With my lightning bolts a-glowing
I can see where I am going to be
When the reaper, he reaches and touches my hand
With my lightning bolts a-glowing
I can see where I am going
(Where I am going)
With my lightning bolts a-glowing
I can see where I am go-going
You better look out below!
(You better look out below)
You better look out below!