Look Happy, It's the End of the World

Where will you be this afternoon

I cut off all my fingers

No fame, I spill my guts

And orphaned desert isleLike orphaned, big bang

Blink if you can hear me

Box my ears

Daddy, box my ears

Box my earsHoping

Is out of style

So look happy

It's the end of the worldI've got a big machine

It's blank and blue

Where will you be this afternoon

Meet me and I'll spill my gutsCause I'm open to anything

I'm open for this time

And you can count the years

Count the years

Count the yearsHoping

Is out of style

So look happy

It's the end of the world