Lou Barlow - Apocalypse Fetish Lyrics

Remember when the clock was nigh on midnightFrom your tender age exposedThey promised you a world war undelivered, apocalypse on holdSo raised on fear, expect the fearDon't you ever let it goThey left it up to you to light the fuse and watch it blowDon't trust anyone, when it's us who can't be trustedWe're perverseWe're perverseThe safer we are, the more unsafe we feelThat's the curseThat's the curseThat's the curseAnd when you grow it on your own, they're happier to give you moreNo one's gonna take your pickup truck, your bullets or your pornBut what about the doomsday fantasy?When you gonna get your turn?The self fulfilling prophecy that told you so you've earnedThe safer we are, the more unsafe we feelThat's the curseThat's the curseAnd don't trust anyone, when it's us who can't be trustedWe're perverseWe're perverseThe safer we are, the more unsafe we feelThat's the curse