What If Things Get Worse

What if things get worse long before they get better
And you can't reverse all the damage you've done?
What if things go wrong
And instead of homework you write a song
Because it's way more fun?

There is need to fret, though you can bet it'll get better
But probably not yet or ever, so don't hold your breath
Actually, hold it as long as you need
'Cause you locked your own cage, and you'll never be freed
And the only thing that is approaching with speed is your death

You're gonna die!
You're gonna die!
You're gonna die!
You're gonna die!

Why do I imagine events that won't happen?
I deserve a badge in Creative Design
You can't pass this class or life
'Cause the workload is far too massive
So go on, keep telling yourself that it's fine

While you work on stalling, it's walling you in further
And you'll just keep falling, no calling for help
If you seek out assistance, they'll surely agree
Your entire existence is governed by me
They'll start keeping their distance as soon as they see
That you yelp at the sight of a bee, or you're frightened for
Three thousand bite-sized bad reasons
And might try to flee if invited to teatime

No, you're right, that makes sense
Wait, I don't even drink tea

That doesn't matter, you're gonna die!
You're gonna die!
You're gonna die!
You're gonna die!