Counting the Hours - Digital Summer

No streets to cry at night

For change to come about

We’ve finally worn out our welcome

And we plague the cities with disease

And we breed too many mouths to feed

It’s no surprise I’d like to see it all wash away

So let the storm rage on

With infinite power

Yet I’ll stand strong

Just counting the hours

Like nothing’s wrong

While the city’s devoured

The storm rolls on, in these final hours

It’s too late despite our regrets

We deserve everything we get

And I can’t wait for the rain

I invite the earthquakes to hurricanes

And I love the moments just like this

Where the walls come down, and the chaos hits

There’s nothing like an apocalypse to open your eyes

So let the storm rage on

With infinite power

Yet I’ll stand strong

Just counting the hours

Like nothing’s wrong

While the city’s devoured

The storm rolls on, in these final hours

In these final hours

(Let it destroy everything)

(Don't wanna save anything)

And I don’t care

If I watch the ocean swallow everything

I welcome the change

I’m so sick of this complete ignorance

Don’t care who survives

Cause I’ll be fine

So let the storm rage on

With infinite power

Yet I’ll stand strong

Just counting the hours

Like nothing’s wrong

While the city’s devoured

The storm rolls on, in these final hours

(Let it destroy everything)

In these final hours

(Don't wanna save anything)

Just let the storm keep raging on and on

It goes on and on

Rages on and on

In these final hours