When the number one problem arises up above, what do you do?

Singling out the known wrong answers we all seem to get to one

I’m not so sure on what it all means

But when it’s over, we can find all the meanings

It’s the answer to the universe

The answer to the universe…

Why break down when you can find it all

Know what you mean when you break what I mean

See what you see, when solving all the things that break up what we want

Look at all the stars, they align

But why do they do that whеn it’s all random

There’s only one possiblе answer to the ones that we need

Why’d you answer when I knew it all

I have god’s back all by my side

We are all known beings to one, and only one fatal answer that could break what we all strive for

See what you all want when we need it?

We can break the existence of what we all know

It’s all up to my bare, bare hands

It’s all up to… me…

Those, who find me out, can’t find me out, I know just what I should do

When people find the answer out, I can’t break what I know

I’d rather end the world then let people find out, I can’t just let people know

I sign the contracts with god to help me cross all of the lines with man

I knew you knew one that knows the answer, who is it?

I’m terrified on what known measures could have been broken

See the ones that you find out, why break it all right now?

Oh, no no no no no, it’s too far now

I just need to know what there is to know

I’d rather see the light to night

Then see the world end up as a large sight

Where will it all end?

Oh, I’d love to know

(Those who seem to be dead may or may not be dead because I didn’t know what I said)

(Look out through the night skies, look through the lives who want to eat the souls)

(The souls of the innocent souls who just want to live a regular life)

(Those who seem to be dead, may or may not be dead, because I…) Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Those who seem to be dead may or may not dead, because I didn’t know what I said

Look out through the night skies, look through the lives who want to eat the souls

The souls of the innocent souls who just want to live a regular life

Those who seem to be dead, may or may not be dead, because I didn’t know…

When the number one problem arises up above, what do you do?