The End Times Songtext

Now spiral away
Into the end times
The end times

Are you waiting?
Are you waiting for some kind of meaning?
Are you just stirring the sand beneath the water in vain
Drifting further and further away
Oh, we used to be so close, at one point in time

Take a ticket from the plastic machine
And queue right here if you want to get in
On the end times
The end times
All hope is ripped right out of the ground
And mixed with corn syrup
In the end times
The end times

Are you waiting? Are you waiting for some kind of meaning?
Are you just stirring the sand beneath the water in vain
Drifting further and further away
Oh, we used to be so close, at one point in time

One point in time
One point in time
One point in time
One point in time

My job is to sit by the buzzer and wait

Experience, incredible, [?], yes
Experience, incredible, [?], yes
Experience, incredible, [?], yes
Experience, incredible, [?], yes

Are you waiting?
Are you waiting for some kind of meaning?
Are you just stirring the sand beneath the water in vain
Drifting further and further away
Oh, we used to be so close, at one point in time

One point in time
One point in time
One point in time
One point in time

One point in time