200 million times I can see the end is near.
Can taste it on your breath.
Dare to look in my pocket.
You'll be just as shocked.
Guess who?
I've come to take your misery.
Don't be stingy give it up.
I'm the one to blame
for all your past mistakes.
They're coming to haunt you now.
Yes the end is near my friends.
I keep it locked up in my mind.
Fucked things up again.
200 million times and counting.
But whatta ya gonna do?


Keep counting