The water's rising high, save your self. Running, running, running; don't stop for no one else. Fending for your life; stranded all alone. Now this ship is sinking and you're on your own. 'Cause everybody around here's got a problem, see, when "Do unto others" holds no meaning. We're droning alone in this world of routine, all so aimlessly. No direction, plot, or lead. You, too, will be stranded in a time of urgency. What's the meaning? We've got our own ideals. Yeah, everybody believes in something, but we've been conflicting because we have yet to see: the meaning of this life, or an immortal being, the scriptures proved true, or the Second Coming. Everybody wants to get a hold on life- turn it around and then make it right. We're drowning alone in this world of routine, all so aimlessly. A justifiable reason for chaos? The world is lost, well I guess that's just the way it goes! Now we're waiting for somebody to save us. When it stops, who's got the control? We doomed for our time. There's just a little more to life than to get that money. Break out of routine? Now that's just funny.