Can you hear me? I am calling you Ain't no one home And I don't need you To go away

It's the season of the culture bat I just can't keep my tears dry In this little town of mine There's a little black spot on the sun today You can try to hide but you'll never find Another place to run away

I want to see your face I want to feel it in my touch I want to feel it when you're not there I want to hear your voice I want to feel it when you touch me I want to feel it when you touch me

I've had enough of speaking words That lines have been stepped aside Enough is enough

It's the season of the culture bat I just can't keep my tears dry In this little town of mine There's a little black spot on the sun today You can try to hide but you'll never find Another place to run away

I want apocalypse!