The Sky is falling all around us
We're watching the people panic like it's the end
The grass is green but it don't mean
That it's growing
And even if you know it ain't, you're made to pretend

Yes, you've been made to pretend
It starts over and over again
Until you reach the end
But you push past it still

After the end is where my journey took me
To the side of the road in a foreign land
When you step on your path and it starts to disappear
With your horizon in sight but you're stuck here

No, it's all planned out that way
And you should be happy to pay
No, there's nothing you can say

Cause no one asked to be
But still our bodies take and take without wanting
I still go to sleep and wake up far away from everything

And count down my days