作曲 : A
In the dawn on the roof, there's a semblance of truth 
In the half light that sings to me of you 
With my bottle full of sin, 
I hoist a toast to the muezzin 
That these black clouds mean the monsoon 
Because the sun refused to shine since you left me dumb and blind 
Sometimes it feels like the end of the world 
Yes it feels like the end of the world 
And every word 
I never spoke dies like a spark smothered in smoke pulled from the glow of a shitty cigarette 
And I probably should shave and dig myself out of this grave 
But I can't go 
No, not just yet 
Mostly the nights they ain't half bad 
It's the days that seem designed to drive you mad 
Sometimes it feels like the end of the world 
Yes it feels like the end of the world 
Yes it feels like the end of the world 
Yes it feels like the end of the world 
So tonight in the bar of this hotel bazaar 
I'll write some postcards and throw them away 
And maybe someday 
I'll leave here 
But the drinks, they are so cheap here 
And somebody's always got to pay 
And it feels like the end of the world 
And it feels like the end of the world 
Yes it feels like the end of the world 
Yes it feels like the end of the world 
Yes it feels like the end of the world