We're all gonna die!
I'm trying not to be manic, but my blood starts to panic
All over the wall, I can't see me at all
How not to be psycho, it becomes a cycle
All the sound stops, and I'm left with my thoughts
Oh, and I can't feel it
And I can't feel it
And I can't feel it at all
We're all gonna die
The thing with beauty, it's a matter of time
Where do we go? Nobody knows
We're just making up religions on our way out the door
Not something I can control, these sleepless nights take a toll
I'm pushed down onto my knees, and can't get onto my feet
I don't wanna have a brain, inside all it does is rain
The bugs are under my skin, they whisper solely in sin
Oh, and I can't feel it
And I can't feel it
And I can't feel it at all
We're all gonna die
The thing with beauty, it's a matter of time
Where do we go? Nobody knows
We're just making up religions on our way out the door
We're all gonna die
In the end, were we ever alive?
If you knew what was next, what would you do there?
When you're six feet down, what part of you would still be around?
We're all gonna die
It's just a matter of time
We're all gonna die
We don't know when and we don't know why
We're all gonna die
The thing with beauty, it's a matter of time
Where do we go? Nobody knows
We're just making up religions on our way out the door
(We're) We're all (All) gonna die (Gonna)
(Die) In the end, (We're) were we (All) ever alive? (Gonna)
(Die) If you knew what was next, (We're) what would (All) you do there? (Gonna)
(Die) When you're (We're) six feet down
(All) what part of you (Gonna die) would still be around?
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