I know a time that is coming
When the world does not turn
And the sun does not burn
I curse that terrible humming
That coaxes all life
From the ocean slime
I get this terrible feeling
That it might be too late
To go changing our fate
But in spite of this entropic bias
I sometimes find myself
Looking forward now
I think it's entropy, baby!
That covers the past
With a nuclear blast
And now it seems our time is fleeting
Like holy shit
Has it been so long?
How in the hell
Is she 21?
Time is f*cking me up
And now I'm filled with such dread
For all of those times
That I thought I'd keep straight
In my head
Man I hope you don't
Puke yourself dead