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JJ Demon

We're All Dying Anyway

 

We're All Dying Anyway


When I die, I wanna be the mist in your eyes, will anybody kiss me goodbye, (bliss) when I die, and slip into the grip of the night, when I die, will the moon eclipse in the sky, when I die, I wanna be the mist in disguise, will anybody miss me (goodbye), (bliss) when I die, and slip into the grip of the night, when I die, will I go to the pits or the sky?

Death Radio Coffin is on, broadcasting live all life long
We got the Demon and Greazy and Glitch Mob, heads sewn back on, a bad stitch job
In the thick fog a wolf does howl, before the needle injects it'll pull blood out
Before the evil ingests souls thru Hell's mouth, before the pit of the flames it's cold as Hell out
Spellbound and falling into a dream, where all the women I've loved are calling me thru the steam
All the friends that I lost are pulling me at the seams until I'm tearing apart and my heart's starting to scream
A horrible scene, unbearable pain. I flicker just like a candle with a prayer in the rain
The burden is on my shoulder like I'm wearing a chain and it's burning me to a smolder but I'm bearing the flames
I'm hearing my name, I'm yelling to my parents, I wanna tell them I'm sorry it's apparently in vain
Seeing my own sin like a therapy of shame, they say don't fear the Reaper but he's scaring me the same
I get chills. Can you feel that? The room goes dark, I mean real black
I feel his hand on my wrist and he appears and I know it's all over when he whispers in my ear...

When I die, I wanna be the mist in your eyes, will anybody kiss me goodbye, (bliss) when I die, and slip into the grip of the night, when I die, will the moon eclipse in the sky, when I die, I wanna be the mist in disguise, will anybody miss me (goodbye), (bliss) when I die, and slip into the grip of the night, when I die, will I go to the pits or the sky?

Listen there probably isn't a God. So we might as well just fucking enjoy it instead of letting religion poison the well. Contrary to Christian opinion we are not within his dominion, they are his minions, they appointed themselves
With a belt around my arm and a needle pointed to Hell I died twice, and neither time did I see a bright light. I wasn't any more of a sinner than a minister at his best, I was just trynna get Jennifer out her dress. Are we falling fast or...are we ascending slow? Will it be Hell yes or will it be Heaven's no? Will I be well dressed or dead in a beggars clothes? Am I already dead? If so I still have forever to go. Will I be mist floating in the midst of an open wrist ocean in a casket too cool to be closed? The point is you don't usually know, unless you're death's volunteer. Fuck that, I'll get mine while I'm here!

When I die, I wanna be the mist in your eyes, will anybody kiss me goodbye, (bliss) when I die, and slip into the grip of the night, when I die, will the moon eclipse in the sky, when I die, I wanna be the mist in disguise, will anybody miss me (goodbye), (bliss) when I die, and slip into the grip of the night, when I die, will I go to the pits or the sky?

You trying to live (we're all dying anyway)
I'm dying to live (we're all dying anyway)
You ready to die (we're all dying anyway)
Not as ready as I (we're all dying anyway)
Stay honey (we're all dying anyway)
Cut your losses (we're all dying anyway)
Burn your money (we're all dying anyway)
Flip your crosses (we're all dying anyway)

LIVE Backwards!

When I die, I wanna be the mist in your eyes, will anybody kiss me goodbye, (bliss) when I die, and slip into the grip of the night, when I die, will the moon eclipse in the sky, when I die, I wanna be the mist in disguise, will anybody miss me (goodbye), (bliss) when I die, and slip into the grip of the night, when I die, will I go to the pits or the sky?

Cuz we're all dying anyway

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