Black, like a nuclear bomb
We share the same blood
You’re not alone, love
Black, like a nuclear bomb
We share the same blood
You’re not alone, love
Her smile shines through the desolate crowd
Her heartbeat fell through the cloud like a painted picture
Painted picture
Black, like a nuclear bomb
You feel the pain come, the pain come
As the swelling aches for fun
Like a nuclear bomb
All the swans are swimming in a bathtub
All the swans are swimming in a bathtub
All the swans are swimming in a bathtub
Up above, up above, up above
Like a secret cannonball
Like a dirty run for fun
You feel the pain come
Locks, so kept away
Strands separate as she drifts away
As she drifts away
As she drifts away
Black, like a nuclear bomb
You feel the pain come
As the swelling aches for fun
Like a nuclear bomb
All the swans are swimming in a bathtub
All the swans are swimming in a bathtub
All the swans are swimming in a bathtub
Up above, up above, up above
RamJet Poetry 
All I can say, OP, is….BOOM! (This is brilliant)
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Eric, pick up the album Apocalypstick. My favourite album of 2018 alongside Wolf Alice’s Visions of a Life. It’s absolutely brilliant from start to finish
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I will definitely check it out
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