Oh yeah it started today in a cloud

if I was the sun I would shout

I've got so much shining left before I'm out

It began with a spark then a flame

grew into a fire and spread out again

And I just woke up there surrounded by the whole thing

And we have got to get out of here

In our darkest hour

We may not make it

I can't see a thing through the smoke

and if I can breathe I try not to choke

No where to run no where to hide no where to go

Sometimes I get stuck yeah I get so upset

I'll burn at the ends and lose all regret

Just one toss of that fateful cigarette

We have got to get out of here

In our darkest hour

I think the end is near I can feel it

We have got to get out of here

In our darkest hour

When we may not make it

In our darkest hour

i think the end is near

i keep feelin we, have gotta get outta here

in our darkest hour

we make not make it

in our darkest hour