Soon We´ll Be Dead

Soon We´ll Be Dead

Leftover Crack
(album: Fuck World Trade)

Soon I´ll be dead, I´ll lay in my bed
I´ve made in my years, I won´t shed a tear

We´re all guilty anyways
The dumb games we all play
All tarnished and scarred, when did life get so hard
We´ll drink to aulde lang syne
With fortified wine
We´ll drink to tymes olde from pitchers of gold

Soon we´ll be dead, To death we´ll be wed
We´ll slip on the ring, It ain´t a big thing

And though you may curse ´thee´
We´re angels of mercy
And sometimes we fall; Ya can´t win them all
I´ll pass out at dawn
And dream of friends gone
As the morbid embrace warms over my face

And soon we´ll be dead, Our brains and our heads
They´ve always forgotten, When did life get so rotten?

Soon I´ll be dead, I´ll lay in my bed
I´ve made in my years, I won´t shed a tear
Soon we´ll be dead, Our brains and our heads
They´ve always forgotten, When did life get so rotten?