Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Built the bombs and locked them deep,
Dreaming warheads fast asleep.
Power’s gone, the grid went dark,
Now the sky ignites a spark.

“Wait it out,” they told us then—
But Daddy State ain’t coming again.
Glass is rattling, dogs all scream,
It’s not survival, it’s a dream.

[Chorus]
I’m prepared, I’m set to go—
Ray-Bans on, I watch the glow.
SPF Nine-Thousand skin,
Backpack full of burning gin.
Pretty mushrooms light the sky,
It tingles, brother, don’t ask why.
Cheers to death, and cheers to show—
Let's toast beneath the Ground Zero glow.

[Verse 2]
No more tweets, no rescue trucks,
Just neighbors trading spam for fucks.
Lawn chair, bottle, eyes on high,
I wave the cloud a last goodbye.

They said to prep, to hide, to stay,
But who wants years in canned food grey?
I’ll watch the blast with face held proud,
And laugh beneath the glowing cloud.

(Solo)

[Bridge]
Taxes were theft, the thefts vaporized,
Lying medias in a static baptised,
No hateful agenda, no great reset,
Just tickling cells and nothing to regret.


[Final Chorus]
I’m prepared, the end feels right—
Toasted knees in sunset light.
No bunker blues, no martyr tones,
Just me, the booze, and melted sworns.
If you survive, just let me know—
But I’m staying for the Ground Zero show.

[Outro – Spoken, over static]
"Didn’t prep to rot...
Just the view."