In Fear of Finale - Versus The World

I’m not afraid

I’m not afraid to admit

That I’m terrified

Sc-scared to death of the end

When the finale comes and takes my breath away

And leaves me wanting more

The black swallows me whole

Swallows me alone

But with the confidence of a death bed at least I refuse to let go

But why

Why are you waiting for heaven to find you

When do you die

I said get busy living or get busy waiting

All the passion’s in the first draft anyway

All alone, that’s how we’re rushing in

I just assumed I’d see my, I’d see myself out

While I’m here, I pour myself a drink

And just get used to the room

Get used to the room

After all

It’s not where you are, it’s who you’re with finding peace

Peace and companion and

It’s not the sand it’s the mate

A life without love is a life that’s destitute

Why are you waiting for ghosts to drag you in the light

I said let’s get busy living or get bust writing

There’s no passion in revision, or didn’t you know

All alone

The black swallows me whole

Swallows me alone

But with the arrogance of a death bed at least I refuse to let go

Why are you waiting for heaven to find you

But why,

Why are you waiting for heaven to find you

Why do you die

I said get busy living or get busy writing

All the passion’s in the first draft anyway.