We are the forsaken son of Noah
And water keeps flooding
we are the small tiny ant we step on
Without even knowing
We are on our own
Scared to the bone
And The end is coming soon
We Got no ark
And the road is dark
We can't change fate
But surely we can bark.
Mar 14, 2020
Mar 14, 2020 at 2:23 PM UTC
We are the forsaken son of Noah
And water keeps flooding
we are the small tiny ant we step on
Without even knowing
We are on our own
Scared to the bone
And The end is coming soon
We Got no ark
And the road is dark
We can't change fate
But surely we can bark.
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