both of us will feel the blast ~Waterdeep song

We’re both dirty, baby,
That’s just the way it goes.
We’ll try to cut the fuses off
Before everything blows;
And if it blows and both of us
Are standing real close by,
Then both of us’ll feel the blast
And both of us’ll die;
But dying’s overrated,
It’s a ticket on a train;
And as long as I can hold your hand,
I’ll know that I’m still sane.
Maybe I’m an idiot for thinking
That that’s true,
But I believe that Jesus knew what He was doing
When He gave me you.

Lately I’ve been wondering,
What are we gonna do
When we wake up in the morning
And it’s just me and you?
Cause we ain’t never done this thing,
But I guess that’s how it goes—
You breathe deep as it comes to you
And hold tight when it blows.
And if it blows and both of us
Are standing real close by,
Then both of us’ll feel the blast
And both of us’ll die;
And dying’s underrated,
It’s a ticket to the feast—
The one we’re all invited to,
From the greatest to the least

I hope we sit together
When Jesus serves the wine,
So I can look into your eyes
When I taste it the first time.
And I know, there’s no secrets
When you’re sitting at that table,
But I believe we’ll smile real knowingly
When we read the label,
And it says, “Passion sacrificed
To keep from going crazy.”
We’ll tip our glasses to the Host
Who used to look so hazy
And drink it down all sweet and slow,
And slip inside His mind,
And realize as it goes down
This is communion wine.