Hypersonic Missiles (Patrick Topping Shields Remix)

All the silver-tongued suits and cartoons that rule my world Are saying it's a high time for hypersonic missiles And when the bombs drop, darling Can you say that you've lived your life? Oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles Cities lie like tumours all across the world A cancer eating mankind hidden in our blindside They say I'm a nihilist 'Cause I can't see Any decent rhyme or reason for the life of you and me But I believe in what I'm feeling, and I'm firing for you This world is gonna end, but 'til then I'll give you everything I have I'll give you everything I When the bombs drop, darling Can you say that you've lived your life? Oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles They all do the same, only their names change, honey You can join their club if you're born into money It's a high time for hypersonic missiles And, oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles And, oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles (Come on!)