World champions of despair
You may wonder why I care
Apocalyptic mushroom clouds
Tower above us, I think aloud

No silver linings, this is the end
Get your phone out to document
Selfies in the sunset
Won't get you many likes
Look into the mirror
Until the moment's right
For selfies in the sunset
The nights about to fall
So wake me in the morning
At the beginning of alien dawn

No Gibson house with rage
The worst timeline of his age
Thirty-four in the Hollywood Hills
One dimensional low of thrills

It's the last film that we'll ever see
Armageddon wants company
Selfies in the sunset
Won't get you many likes
Stare into the mirror
Until the moment's right
Selfies in the sunset
The backdrop's blazing red
And everyone is equal in the valley of the dead

Count to three and pout your lips
Hit the flash with your fingertips
Selfies in the sunset
Won't get us through the day
Wake me in the morning
When everything's astray
For selfies in the sunset
The night's about to fall
So wake me in the morning
At the beginning of alien dawn

Copyright: Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Gruffudd Maredudd Bowen Rhys