One-eyed drunk girl in a bar with a gun and a bottle of whiskey
Carefully the doors open, the next station is the final one
Blonde in one jacket and boots on a red background
The city is destroyed, no one is alive, I'm the only one alive and the wind is still
There are a lot of colorful boomers in the parking lot. In the foreground is a silver one, and five more different ones a little further away
The house is not an inhabited island there is no one around there is one family living there