sometimes I fear for the world as a whole beautiful planet we have here going to **** before our time or eyes except no one's really looking not too closely anyway for that would be insanity because some things aren't clear so sometimes, we blur lines we're meant to color inside of what's one more swift mess up we forgot to erase? instead, wipe us away this clean slate, so they say gets dirtier with every never-ending day sometimes I fear the world as a whole