New Dark Age

Here comes the next wave
I hold my breath and cross my fingers,
‘cause in this new dark age
no one’s immune
we just assume
we are invincible.
But no one’s invincible.
Invincible.
No one’s invincible.
No one, no.

In this well-heeled cave
happily ever after,
blooms our new dark age.
Echoes and cocoons,
pins and balloons.
Oh, no one’s invincible.
No one’s invincible.

No one, no!

Here comes the next wave
I hold my breath and cross my fingers,
‘Cause in this new dark age
no one’s immune…
no one’s immune.
We just assume we are invincible
but no one’s invincible.