Dusk to dawn and ash to dust We see the sky open up We live atop all the destruction Built bigger homes on the erosion And we don't hear no voices call We blocked them out so many years ago Whenever acid rain does fall We'll burn the bodies of the weak and old Turn the page Burn the book Turn off the TV; you're just thinking too much And it's keeping you up at night Lost count of sheep and still staring at the ceiling You don't need it Just close your eyes until you believe it Turn away Sneak a look Don't take a picturе; you've been seeing too much And it's tearing you up inside Still picking up thе pieces and searching for the meaning You don't need it Just close your eyes until you believe it Bring the drums back Tell my children that I'm sorry But tell the press that I didn't mean it Tell my mother not to worry But tell the world I don't regret it And as the final bomb goes off I'll be at the gates of Heaven Begging God to let me in Promising he won't regret it again Turn the page Burn the book Turn off the TV; you're just thinking too much And it's keeping you up at night Lost count of sheep and still staring at the ceiling You don't need it Just close your eyes until you believe it Turn away Sneak a look Don't take a picture; you've been seeing too much And it's tearing you up inside Still picking up the pieces and searching for the meaning You don't need it Just close your eyes until you believe it Been running for the past week (past week) Can't stop till the morning (morning) I'll be running on no sleep (no sleep) Still no one can catch me (catch me) These apocalypse dreams feel so real (so real) There ain't a moment that they won't steal (won't steal) I packed my shit and left the city (city) Where they couldn't find me (find me) But I was wrong (wrong) These apocalypse scars are bone-deep (bone-deep) Who knew the end would be so lonely? (so lonely) I can end it all at 50 I could lose myself in pity I could find myself in Heaven before too long These apocalypse dreams feel so real These apocalypse marks just won't heal This apocalypse isn't coming It's happening now (now, now, now) These apocalypse scars are bone-deep (this apocalypse isn't coming) Who knew the end would be so lonely? (this apocalypse isn't coming) I could end it in a second Before they ever get me Who knew that the apocalypse was happening now?