Father, Son, the Holy Hoax - This Time Next Year

Countdown, it’s just a matter of time

When all the roads lead to the ground

When I go, kiss me goodbye

'Cause when you die there’s no heaven or hell for you

Countdown, I’m going out of my mind

When all we know is safe and sound

When it goes, kiss it goodbye

'Cause when you die there’s no choir to sing for you

Contention to aggression

You claim to love when you just hate everything

We’re better off on our own

It’s just a matter of time

It’s just a matter of time

It’s just a matter of time

I’d rather burn with the ages, they burn here with you

Countdown, everything is just fine

When all the world burns to the ground

When it goes, kiss it goodbye

'Cause when you die there’s no heaven or hell for you

Countdown, everything is a lie

When all we know just can’t be found

When it goes, kiss it goodbye

'Cause when you die there’s no choir to sing for you

Contention to aggression

You claim to love when you just hate everything

We’re better off on our own

It’s just a matter of time

It’s just a matter of time

It’s just a matter of time

I’d rather burn with the ages, they burn here with you

I’m leaving you tonight

I’m headed for somewhere new

I’m leaving you tonight

I’d rather burn with the ages, they burn here with you

I’m leaving you tonight

I’m headed for somewhere new

I’m leaving you tonight

I’d rather burn with the ages, they burn here with you