I’m waking up at the start of the end of the world, but its feeling just like every other morning before, now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it’s gone. The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour and I started staring at the passengers waving goodbye. Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time? But I believe the world is burning to the ground. Oh well, I guess we’re gonna find out. Let’s see how far we’ve come. Let’s see how far we’ve come. Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end. Oh well, I guess, we’re gonna pretend. Let’s see how far we’ve come. Let’s see how far we’ve come.
