Hearts might fail So, what? Our organs are frail You're soft, like snails The knife will cut your tail in two I'll glue it right back if you want me to The world is so sharp, it'll cut right through Your eyes are now grey, but they once were blue But time hasn't been too kind to you Time heals wounds, or so they say But it's not too true For me, this time my finger sleepwalks right down your spine Live your life through a TV screen Well, heaven don't seem too nice to me I lie awake in bed, I am counting sheep I'm wishing that you were here, with me ♪ Afterlife don't seem too fun when you have to die alone Sometime, it's grinds your bones until you are slime Kiss my lips 'til we both are spun I lie awake in bed and you make me cum I think I'm content, maybe I'm just dumb But you're always so nice to me (Oh, god)