Текст песни
Have you ever driven 36 in a 35?
We're all criminals, all people, are individuals worried about survival at the end of the day
The end of days, the war between the worlds and earth is the final stage
The final chapter, revenge of the nerds and rhyming actors
I'm distracted by the lust for money and change
What happens when the dust settles?
The husk of a man in metal chains
Starving but never eats, too focused on winning games, too focused on getting paid
A ticket bought to the lottery, ought to be given space
Too often a dream is chased, but the windows to the soul are all spotted from saving face
So tell me why you're looking at me in the first place?
Just another man still fighting for first dates
With the image of continuity that we usually choose to misplace
First take, don't care about your problems, cause I got my own
Second place, is still the first loser, I'm sick of the throne
Third base, y'all choking on your knees when you sit in their home
Four ways, to end the world is
Conquest, war, famine, death, and I'm sorry to inform, but you're taking your last breath