Marching Ants

The sky lit up
Is this bad luck?
My fur keep me safe
When this town blows
Burn down the house
Spill out the tar
One million screams will collide in the dark
They said I was wrong
But this time I’m right
Our hearts will become to like rabbits in French
When she comes
You’ll know
All the laugh
We’re marching ants
And who will tell us?
The very last dance
Burn down the house
Spill out the tar
One million screams will collide in the dark
They said I was wrong
But this time I’m right
Our hearts will become to like rabbits in French
When she comes
You’ll know
Not long ago
Another fall
It’s all that’s climbing out
It’s all that’s climbing out