I seen every one of the faces you wear,
  low, high and everything in between
  Your eyes are fixed on the prize like a dead man's stare
  Tick. tock, the hands on the clock don't care
  
  Buzz is good
  Feelin' fine
  One of these days,
  you'll be out of time
  God ain't gonna look for you,
  down in the lost and found
  You better look up or you're gonna be gone,
  before you hit the ground
  
  You'll keep dippin' in till the well run dry,
  hope you don't get thirsty later
  I know talking to you's just a waste of my time,
  I'm gonna stop tellin' you how to live your life
  
  One more, time to score so make it fast,
  when you lose your mind you got no mind left to lose
  Three, four open the door to your last chance,
  and when you get where you're goin' you won't be comin' back
  
  You better look up or you're gonna be gone,
  before you hit the ground