Three weeks can seem like a lifetime
when you're tempted to play in moving traffic,
and the world's about to end.
I know everything you don't,
I can see the truth.
It's right behind you, turn around,
don't blink, you'll miss it.
It's time to open your eyes.
It's time to be enlightened.
These voices are sending me signs.
I'm gonna die someday,
someday may be soon.
Maybe this jet will fall into the ocean
or explode into a million pieces.
I knew it was coming, I swear,
I saw it all along.
I'm a genius, you know, the old lady told me so.
I'll sleep well tonight.
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