Soon We'll Be Dead - (with World/Inferno Friendship Society)

Leftöver Crack

Soon I'll be dead, I'll lay in my bed 
I've made in my years, I won't shed a tear 

We're all guilty anyways 
The dumb games we all play 
All tarnished and scarred, when did life get so hard 
We'll drink to aulde lang syne 
With fortified wine 
We'll drink to tymes olde from pitchers of gold 

Soon we'll be dead, To death we'll be wed 
We'll slip on the ring, It ain't a big thing 

And though you may curse 'thee' 
We're angels of mercy 
And sometimes we fall; Ya can't win them all 
I'll pass out at dawn 
And dream of friends gone 
As the morbid embrace warms over my face 

And soon we'll be dead, Our brains and our heads 
They've always forgotten, When did life get so rotten? 

Soon I'll be dead, I'll lay in my bed 
I've made in my years, I won't shed a tear 
Soon we'll be dead, Our brains and our heads 
They've always forgotten, When did life get so rotten?