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Text: D I. Falling Out.

Everywhere I look around
And everywhere I see
Everyone's hysterical
A mass catastrophe

No future, there's no future
No time, there's no time

Celebration, churches
Singing songs of doom
Running like headless chickens
As they reproduce to the womb

No future, no future
No time, no time
No survivors
No, they're all gone

They keep on falling out
Falling out right in to the dust
Falling out

Have a good time
While there's still time
Guns are glaring
Skies are glaring
When it's all done
They'll be no one left

Sacrifice the world
Gonna make you a man
If that was in line
With the master plan

No future, there's no future
No time, there's no time

Unstable hands
Are ready to explode
The light turns red
It's time to overload

No future, no future
No time, no time
No survivors
No, they're all dead

They keep on falling out
Falling out
Falling out of line
And in to the dust
Falling out
Time is turning to rust

Have a good time
While there's still time
Guns are glaring
Skies are glaring
When it's all done
They'll be no one left, no one

People dying, mother's crying
Last word's smoking, no one's joking
Close your eyes and you'll be over
Blow yourself away