The Rapture (But It's Pink) (feat. Mothica)

Someone call the doctor, baby
Someone call the morgue
'Cause ivory towers shatter
When you show them as they are (motherfucker)
And I'm so sick of ripping pages
Tossing records, burning stages
Letting motherfuckers
Hug the spotlight, tonight

I'll burn the stage
I'll burn the masses
All these bastards
Never mattered
Fuck the fame
Cue the laughter
Listen up, it's the rapture

Someone call the doctor, baby
Someone call the morgue
'Cause ivory towers shatter
When you show them as they are
I'll burn the stage
I'll burn the masses
All these bastards
Never mattered
Fuck the fame
Cue the laughter
Listen up, it's the rapture

Made it to hell, where're the bands at?
The devil said he'll give your soul back
Taking a record, or a laugh track
The label called, you can't recoup that

I'm so busy burning bridges
Laughing at their narcissism
Ego driven boys
They're flying nine, five, please drive
Off a cliff with the rest of your career

Someone call the doctor, baby
Someone call the morgue
'Cause ivory towers shatter
When you show them as they are
I'll burn the stage
I'll burn the masses
All these bastards
Never mattered
Fuck the fame
Queue the laughter
Listen up, it's the rapture
It's the rapture

I'll burn the stage
I'll burn the masses
All these bastards
Never mattered
Fuck the fame
Cue the laughter
Listen up
It's the rapture