buildings fall
  skie's crawl
  earth opens up
  politicians cry that the governments corrupt
  people scream the end is near
  as we meet our fate
  and i'm the sucker on hold
  cuz i always wait
    you're late, you're late
    dreamin of sleep
  with a message in mind:
  that the hours that creep
  have left behind
  i'm second guessing myself
  irrational, irate
  but i got tha right year
  and i got the right date
    i know that i'm a nut
  and i get all spun
  but i don't believe
  that shit about
  there's only one
  i can make my own moves
  or believe in fate
  the first means
  you're early
  the later means your late