oh yeah it started today in a cloud if i was the sun i would shout i got so much shining left before i m out yeah it began with a spark then a flame grew into a fire and spread out again and i just woke up here surrounded by the whole thing well 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 could breathe i try not to choke nowhere to run nowhere to hide nowhere to go sometimes i get stuck yeah i get so upset i ll burn at the ends i ll lose regret just one toss of that fateful cigarette well 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 may not make it in our darkest hour in our darkest hour in our darkest hour