Verse 1:
Today's just a lonely Sunday,
Tomorrow's a there's a chance it might suck.
What's the point of the drivel and the drawl?
Is there really any point at all?

Chorus:
Death! It's coming for you, it's coming for you.
No matter whachu do, it's coming for you.
It don't care if you're big, it don't care if you're small.
Death is coming for all.

Verse 2:
I could be a great leader!
I could trip and fuck it all up.
Be a banker, a baker, or a trollop.
Don't matter when we all flop!

Chorus:
Death! It's coming for you, it's coming for you.
No matter whachu do, it's coming for you.
It don't care if you're big, it don't care if you're small.
Death is coming for all.

Bridge:
We're all just atoms, floating in space,
Trying to find meaning in this endless race,
But there's no point, we're just here for a while,
And when we die, we're gone, without a smile.

Chorus:
Death! It's coming for you, it's coming for you.
No matter whachu do, it's coming for you.
It don't care if you're big, it don't care if you're small.
Death is coming for all.

Outro:
We can party like we're Liberace,
Cause it don't matter at the end of it all.
Just try to stay out of that hot seat!
And maybe well be OK afterall!
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