Fifteen Thousand

Out of all the times that I've been out in the wild
I never thought I'd be a wild man
If I'm going out like this I'd go out in style
All the money that I make won't save me from the elements
I see, I'm underneath a cast spell, life in hell

I want it over and done with and over and under and through with it
There's a turned over, ice cream truck is over, it nearly flipped
I want it over and done with and over and under and through with it
I want to know if the thunder portends the apocalypse

There's a canopy around me and the sun's going down
A figure is lurking but the shadows envelop me
Looking for a way out but I got turned around
Stories of haunted wood already taking shape
The trees are howling or is it me that's growling

I want it over and done with and over and under and through with it
There's a turned over, ice cream truck is over, it nearly flipped
I want it over and done with and over and under and through with it
I want to know if the thunder portends the apocalypse

I just found a hollow log, a patch of dry earth
That'll make a somewhat safe spot for me to make a bed
The fire's dying and I'm dying of thirst
But the morning will never come, I can't see the dawn ahead

Ignoring all the warnings is like mooring a ship
I can't even wonder how life can go on like this
Luring us into the forest, we don't see the cliff
So let's all eat ice cream at the start of the apocalypse