All things come to an end. Most before they begin. Just like s.i.d.'s and all the tragedies, I know I'm just another spec. Are we all terminal? Have we no choice at all? It's not so bad to be insignificant when everyone else is too. I take comfort while the rest run for answers. Every second of the day is one more for you to waste. I can't tell if you have any free will left or if you're just another slave. Keeping in mind I don't have all the answers. I don't believe in any of your monsters. I am my worst enemy. Am I just anatomy? Every myth you heard before, I could tell you even more. I don't need a reason to love my fellow man, and I know that I'm not alone. We're just tadpoles in a pond. We'll dry up and turn to dust. All things come to an end. Most before they begin. Just like s.i.d.'s and all the tragedies, I know I'm just another spec. Keeping in mind I don't have all the answers. I don't believe in any of your masters