I've got my Armageddon boots
Brown shades and brand new leather suit
Blue lining, blue lining
Blue lining, white trench coatI sue my own intelligence
I wear it down till the bitter end
Blue lining, blue lining
Blue lining, white trench coatI'm going down with the sun
I'm going down with the sun
I'm going down, down, down, down, down
With the falling sunI'm rapid like a heart attack
You see it's soul in the shades of black
Blue lining, blue lining
Blue lining, white trench coatI'm burning, like a combat zone
So sharp my senses cutting stone
Blue lining, blue lining
Blue lining, white trench coatI'm going down with the sun
I'm going down with the sun
I'm going down, down, down, down, down, yeah
With the falling sunI lost my love in a hurricane
I've got no choice but to go insane
Blue lining, blue lining
Blue lining, white trench coatI've got my Armageddon boots
Brown shades and brand new leather suit
Blue lining, blue lining
Blue lining, white trench coatI don't think I can wait any longer
I will slowly die of hunger
I want it so bad that it hurts
Just to admit my desireAnd I'm going, yeah, I'm going down with the sun
I'm going down with the sun
I'm going down, down, down, down, down, yeah
With the falling, down, down, down, down, down
With the falling sun
Songwriters
Bjorn Hans Erik Dixgard;Gustaf Erik David NorenPublished by
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