This is it – end of story, and here we go - everything will be fine with both you and me
If we do what we need to – if we just don’t stop - you’ll get stale if you don’t keep on going, my friend
Carry on – while there’s something worth living for, but if there are no plans for to-morrow’s day
Why don’t you just go straight to the bathroom instead? There’s a razor blade there, it may help you a lot
Can you think of a reason to idle around if there’s nothing for you to seek and to strive
Just enjoying yourself for the damn hell of it means your life is but worth that of a swine
All these parties and feasts I can see everywhere have been always reminding me of those pigsties
If today you’ve been doing the same as last night, then it’s high time you’ve changed – in your deeds or your life
Trade your life for your death – just to bring a relief to your neighbors and maybe as well to yourself
Just don’t stop where you’re at - and don’t get stale - why don’t you rather die then – right in your time?
Still I hope that my time is still yet to come
