• We’re all just dying
    Dead
    God, we’re not even trying
    Just falling…
    …Falling…
    And tearing through these mess up seams,
    Your painted dreams…
    Those messed up dreams.
    Fun
    Fun
    Fun
    You’re dying…
    Dead.
    Fun
    Fun
    Fun
    Don’t worry
    It’s ok

    They’ll just stomp on your head,
    Rip off your skull,
    And tear your arms off,
    It’s not any harm
    It’s
    Just
    Fun
    Fun
    Fun

    They’ll tear off your arms
    It’s not any harm.