Look at you and me I wonder where we'll be This time next week Oh, where we will be? Next week Days go by too quick I'm losing my grip On reality Oh, where we will be? Next week 'Cause time rolls, like a river And rushing, it pulls you onward You can barely catch it Before it's gone I don't know how long But the day will come When you'll die When you'll die, mmh I'm sorry if that's frank You're listening now So it's okay But one day You will die One day Have you lived like a killer? Or at least self-centered Where's your hope and comfort? In life and death?