Lately I've been listening To the voice inside my head. Sometimes whispering, sometimes screaming That the world's about to end. Of course I know things might Just work themselves out. But this feeling is getting stronger... Am I losing my mind? I need to get away from here. A rabbit in the headlights of a driverless car. Do I panic? Do I give in To fake news and false alarms? Well I'm sure you've seen it; The clock reads two to twelve. Still we keep staring into our iPhones Just like we're walking dead! I have to get away from here. But the worst thing is to know that I don't know what it will be. Whether fascists; or diseases; Or the ever-rising sea. When I close my eyes, It's still there; it eats my mind! Am I the only one who's sane here, Or am I out of... I have to get away from here.