| Song | Apocalyptic Friend |
| Artist | Eef Barzelay |
| Album | Lose Big |
| 作曲 : Barzelay | |
| My dear apocalyptic friend | |
| Convinced the world will shortly end | |
| I only wanna hold you | |
| In my arms... | |
| And whisper softly | |
| That it's all right | |
| If God decides to kill the lights | |
| And back to stardust | |
| We return again... | |
| When rapture comes I understand | |
| Your car will likely be unmanned | |
| But, what about those sitting in the back? | |
| Strapped into the baby seat | |
| Sweet milk sticking to their feet | |
| Is this the joy felt waking up your heart? | |
| Is this the joy felt waking up your heart? | |
| So let the worse reclaim the farm | |
| The lightning strikes | |
| Collapse the barn | |
| The grass has grown to just above your knees | |
| As insects guided by the moon | |
| Pray for another vacant room | |
| And ash rains down like feathers made of smoke | |
| And ash rains down like feathers made of smoke | |
| My dear apocalyptic friend | |
| Convinced the world will shortly end | |
| I only wanna hold you | |
| In my arms... | |
| And whisper softly | |
| That it's all right | |
| If God decides to kill the lights | |
| And back to stardust | |
| We return again... | |
| And back to stardust | |
| We return again... | |
| And back to stardust | |
| We return again... |
| zuò qǔ : Barzelay | |
| My dear apocalyptic friend | |
| Convinced the world will shortly end | |
| I only wanna hold you | |
| In my arms... | |
| And whisper softly | |
| That it' s all right | |
| If God decides to kill the lights | |
| And back to stardust | |
| We return again... | |
| When rapture comes I understand | |
| Your car will likely be unmanned | |
| But, what about those sitting in the back? | |
| Strapped into the baby seat | |
| Sweet milk sticking to their feet | |
| Is this the joy felt waking up your heart? | |
| Is this the joy felt waking up your heart? | |
| So let the worse reclaim the farm | |
| The lightning strikes | |
| Collapse the barn | |
| The grass has grown to just above your knees | |
| As insects guided by the moon | |
| Pray for another vacant room | |
| And ash rains down like feathers made of smoke | |
| And ash rains down like feathers made of smoke | |
| My dear apocalyptic friend | |
| Convinced the world will shortly end | |
| I only wanna hold you | |
| In my arms... | |
| And whisper softly | |
| That it' s all right | |
| If God decides to kill the lights | |
| And back to stardust | |
| We return again... | |
| And back to stardust | |
| We return again... | |
| And back to stardust | |
| We return again... |