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 fucking 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