Trouble with the world is that nobody cares
Time is kinda short and I'm kinda scared
Talk about the end times it gets in your hair
On your knees scream for truth
I double dog dare you
Make it real simple be ready to go
Or you're standing in the fire with nothing to show
Years burn away wasted time mounted guilt
Too late to tear down the walls you have built
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