After the End - Merchandise

The Sky is falling all around us

We’re watching the people panic like it’s the end

The grass is green but it don’t mean

That it’s growing

And even if you know it ain’t, you’re made to pretend

Yes, you’ve been made to pretend

It starts over and over again

Until you reach the end

But you push past it still

After the end is where my journey took me

To the side of the road in a foreign land

When you step on your path and it starts to disappear

With your horizon in sight but you’re stuck here

No, it’s all planned out that way

And you should be happy to pay

No, there’s nothing you can say

Cause no one asked to be

But still our bodies take and take without wanting

I still go to sleep and wake up far away from everything

And count down my days