I found a letter that read "Our existence has serious side effects" Turned on, turned on the television And it's telling me the world is collapsing I think it's coming, oh and it comes so fast I'm hearing whispers of an infinite yes And I don't know why it is Our bodies are dead And why you look so sad? ♪ And my therapist said "We've evolved through a series of accidents" There's been talk of chemical imbalances Restless sense of detachment, nausea and or violence I think it's coming, oh and it comes so fast I'm hearing whispers of an infinite yes And I don't know why it is I feel it coming, I think it's real and significant I think I think I think a little too often That's what my therapist said We're alone in this wilderness Left to choke on the pills and to feed on the viruses I think it's coming, oh and it comes so fast