From the recording Survivor's Guilt
Lyrics
Thinking of me and a drive I was on
The road then was empty
Had the rapture begun
I've lost my mind
The news is scary
Everybody's gone
From inside, voices carry
And shake me right down to my soul
Searching for the courage to go
To a place I had been a million times or more
Side by side
Your air is scary
Who do you think you're breathing on?
How much space?
Exhales carry
Self check-out and then I'm right back at home
And I'm feeling creeped out
There's a death cult
And they've figured out how to make the rules
Taking a piece of advice of my own
Better safe than sorry
How can that be so wrong?
I blame my own imagination
And the lack there of
Why can't we all just be patient
And soon enough, all this stuff will be gone
What'd they say?
Go online
Get your marching orders
I emerged my neighbor's buried
They are certainly gone
They imagined they'd be carried
By some golden arms
They had chosen to join the rapture
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