A Premature Burial (Rough Mix)

Why don't I care enough to care
When I'm six feet under and running out of air
Mindlessly staring down this bell
As I descend closer to hell

And I can hear them eulogizing just above
"Our Parker Percival, in death you are still loved"
I think for them how much this hurts
Not much
They planned my funeral at a lunch
But regardless, in death
Nothing counts

Forgive me if my thoughts here are a little grave
But ultimately what's at stake
If I fade
'Cause I felt nothing, I meant nothing, falling into nothing
So if I can be saved
Tell me what's at stake
If my eyelids cave

Well certainty is scarcer
Than even gold
So why run away from the one thing that we know

For but a fleeting final moment
Fear takes hold of her opponent
Suffocates my feeble stoic mind
If I know that life's only certainty is death
Then that logic should triumph and lay me to rest
But as time steps away from me bowing his head
I am faced with the strangling question of if I was ready
And was I abandoned or did I deserve this sudden end
But that wouldn't even matter because

All gods will let you down sometime
All gods will let you down sometime

Time
My darling time could you just hold me
In this moment for a little while
I need more time
A quiet moment in this coffin
To find meaning in your grand design
Please tell me time
Did a god create you or did man just lie
To make himself feel fine
That all things die
And all things die but if there is a god
Then did I waste my time and will
I be alright

But if you spend your life preparing for your death
Then when you reach your final ending, you'll have nothing left

I am nothing, I'll be nothing more
So as death comes a-knockin' at my coffin door
I'll outstretch a friendly hand to Death and let him know
Shaaa

I'm nothing, I'll be nothing more
So as Death comes a-knockin' at my coffin door
I'll outstretch a friendly hand to Death and let him know
"You're at least six minutes and fifty-seven seconds late, man"

But honestly I'm quite concerned
That I'm so concerningly unconcerned
As breath escapes my dying lungs
But it honestly doesn't change that much because

I felt nothing and I'll feel nothing more
As time strips away my corporeal form and I
Descend into the arms of Death, I let him know
Nothing, 'cause I am out of breath

I am nothing, I'll be nothing more
So as Death comes knockin' at my coffin door
I'll tell him that he counts as much as I do
(Which is none, by the way)

I am nothing, I'll be nothing more
So as Death comes knockin' at my coffin door
I'll tell him that he counts as much as I do

A bright beam of light from above me
Reaches its hand down to touch me
And just in time I'm saved by those who care
Confused why I was singing
Why my bell wasn't ringing
As air was depleting
Why I'd lie and waste my precious breath

All we are is precious breath
All we are is precious breath
All we are is precious breath
So don't waste your precious breath

I won't be afraid when I run out of time
But having now stared my own death in the eyes
I can say
It's enough just to be alive