My head is aching from the knowing
that this world is much more older than it's told
and we're shaking from the cold
because all we know dissapears when we get old
I may be young but I know that I'm going to die
I don't want a single soul I know to cry
Just play my tunes and have a brew or two and say
Alive or dead it's all the same
My head is spinning from the knowing
that this life is much more shorter than it's told
and we've got fevers from the warmth
and the truth is tearing at us
like a dog tears for a bone
I may be young but I know that I'm going to die
I don't want a single soul I know to cry
Just play my tunes and have a brew or two and say
Alive or dead it's all the sameI may be young but I know that I'm going to die
I don't want a single soul I know to cry
Just play my tunes and have a brew or two and say
Alive or dead it's all the same
it's all the same
it's all the same
it's all the same
it's all the same