Rapture (Acoustic)

Jet black, jet black Jet black, jet black (woo) Jet black, jet black Jet black, jet black Jet black, jet black Jet black, jet black Jet black, jet black Jet black, jet black At first, you'll find A prophecy of what could've been, you know (you know) You know, there's all sorts of crap on the TV these days Now you won't live after such disaster You're a lot full of smashed-up cars Crosshatched in the metal when you're cracking up But you're part of the pack up You're part of something bigger than the laws of nature Mrs. Thatcher Your cruel heart navigates the world we live in With its anger Going nowhere, coming at you Rapture in my head I keep looking up like I'm already dead Rapture, oh my Lord I've been playing catch up, I'm already bored La, la, la-la, la La, la-la-la-la, la, la-la, la Well, don't tell me I sure am on the list How can you make yourself so scarce from someone you love? Oh, it don't make sense Your love is never better than the morning after (morning after) Bye, Mother Nature, goin' at your Rapture in my head I keep looking up like I'm already dead Rapture, oh my Lord I've been playing catch up, I'm already bored Rapture in my head I keep looking up like I'm already dead Rapture, oh my Lord I've been playing catch up, I'm already bored (Oh, rapture) (Oh, rapture) (Oh, rapture) (Oh, rapture) 'Cause it's a rapture in my head You said this is all, I'm already dead Rapture in your head You said stop, I'm already dead Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead I'm already dead Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Jet black, jet black Jet black, jet black Ah, ah Ah, ah Jet black, jet black Jet black, jet black Jet black, jet black Jet black, jet