I'm almost most certainly about to break It's only a matter of time but I hate the wait Holding that familiar panic feeling I can't shake Leading to a heated, one sided, debate Pitting good faith against bad take They're getting more alarming at an alarming rate Basically arguing that everything's but what's fake is fake Completely oblivious, a bad trait if you know what's at stake Because BAM, in a flash, I awaken at my own wake "Excuse me, there must be some kind of mistake" But I must admit, the casket occupant is concrete proof I'm far too late