I'm gonna die, you're going to die
How will you spend your time?
Ooh, how will I spend my time?
Oh, the whisker I grow, it won't bother me no more
When it grows six-feet underground
And the shoes that I own that pinch my big toe
Won't pinch the toe the tag hangs around
I am sick and suffering
And I'm sure that that's not gonna change
Just as sure as I'm older than I was last year
I got one more sweet toe in the grave
And I don't let it make me afraid
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Oh, decisions I made when I was 28
Ham-fistedly getting unmade
And it's frightening to know this is just the beginning
So I won't make no choices today
I am sick and suffering
And I'm sure that that's not gonna change
Just as sure as I'm older than I was last year
I got one more sweet toe in the grave
And I don't let it make me ashamed
Oh, I'd rather be hiding
Oh, I'd rather run
Oh, but nothing gets growing
When it's blocked from the sun
I am sick and suffering
And I'm sure that that's not gonna change
Just as sure as I'm older than I was last year
I got one more sweet toe in the grave
And I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid
Oh, I'm not ashamed
I'm not ashamed
I'm not ashamed
Oh, I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid
I'm not ashamed
I'm not ashamed
I'm not ashamed