Future flashes before my eyes
A premonition of our demise
It's not a scene I wanna stick around to see

That pensive look on your face
Tells me we're now in a race
It seems the time has come for us to flee

I'm moving out now, off of the estate
Down the garden path and out of the front gate
Now is not the time for sentimentality
There comes a time when you have to decide
If you wanna live or you wanna die
Get out while you can – and don't look back – there's nothing there to see

What's the word from Erehwon?
Where people pass-by but no-one belongs
A transient state is where I wanna be

No-one knows me, no-one cares
The only problem is the twat upstairs
Breathe the traffic fumes, the air so free