THE MESSAGE

Death wants to make you a part of it
You're coming with me
Saints, criminals, all just killing time
Death waits to 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
And we pray to grow young

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, the 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
And we pray to grow young



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Duzsik, John Famiglietti, Lars Stalfors
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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