THE MESSAGE - HEALTH

Death wants to make you a part of it

You’re coming with me

Saints, criminals

All just killing time

Death awaits, so make your peace with it

You’ll be fine

Guilt

Innocence

Everyone burns out

Death is the message

Without meaning

Death is the message

Not the beginning

Bored when we’re young

We can’t wait to grow up

We get old, we give up

Then we pray to grow young

It doesn’t matter if you’re ready yet

You’re coming with me

The rich, the beautiful

Everyone’s in line

Dead for a moment

Dead for an ice age

Why not let me be?

(The taste, bitterness

No one spits it out)

Death is the message

Without meaning

Death is the message

Not the beginning

Bored when we’re young

We can’t wait to grow up

We get old, we give up

Then we pray to grow young