you coming in cold..you cover a blood..
they're all so happy you've arrived..
the doctor cut your chord..
he hand it to your mum..
she said you'll free into this life..
and where do you go??
with no destination, no maps to guide you..
wont you know, this is doesn't matter..
we all hand up the same
these are chronicles of life..
and death that everything between..
but these are the story of our life..
as fictional as they may seem..
you come in this world..
and you go..
out just the same..
today could be the last day of your life..
and money talks inthis world..
it just and idiots will say
but you'll find out that this world..
its just an idiots parade..
before you go..you've got some questions..
and you want answer..
but now you're
old cold cover a blood..
right back to where you started from.....

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