Try Dying

The last thing on my list of things to do is try dying
If you wanna live forever, then you will die trying
Inevitable like the weather, there’s no use in lying
Death makes life worth living, so stop crying
Are you listening?
Are your ears open for christening?
Cause I’m pissing in the very same well you’ve been wishing in
'Til it’s glistening
Ain’t a nice image but it’s a clear one
Listen hear son
This ain’t dismissive, this is fearsome
Fearsome fearsome I fear some things
But I don’t fear death, or other natural rumblings
Paranoia wrapped up
In loosely factual fumblings
The end is never how I go from your day with fun things
Feel the need to be the one right now to highlight
Nothing of significance will happen in your life
Damn that feels harsh!
I guess it’s why we fly
Into every headline of fear-mongering lies
Life ain’t a bitch and death ain’t a skeleton
To personify that shit is a way of repelling them
Thousands of people stood alone in a crowd
Waiting to be covered by a burial shroud
The sky is falling!
(Nah it ain’t it’s just rain)
The sky is falling!
(Nah na-nah it’s barely spitting)
The sky is falling!
(The sky ain’t falling, everything remains the same, you’ve still got work in
the morning)
You can’t hide from the hearse ride
Whoever said that shit could reverse lives
You can’t hide from the hearse rides
You can’t hide from the hearse rides
You can’t hide
Who’s that waiting down by the graveyard?
Who’s that waiting down by the graveyard?
Who’s that waiting down by the graveyard?
Nah it ain’t me, nah it ain’t me