The End Of Everything

Everything is such a blur. Taken down and submerged under. Wake up to a new day and still nothing has changed, life is still astray. Do you know what I mean? Do you know how I feel? No, you don't. I don't think I will make it today, for the sake of everything. Maybe I'll just quit. I'm not gonna wake up today, and I don't think I will do it tomorrow either. So do you know what I mean? Do you know how I feel? If you do, tell me. Do you know how it feels? Can you tell me how you feel? Can you tell me how does it feel? The children cry and scream, waken from their plastic dreams. Because Sodom and Gommorrah make for more than horror. They got their hands on the lambs, and no one is getting out of this one this time. So how does it feel? How does it feel? You don't know. How does it feel? You don't know how it feels