We Shall All Die Alone Someday

Bad things happen everyday

Cancer and murder and herpes and AIDS

We'll all die alone someday

I hope we don't die alone

And our vices make it bearable enough

To know our lives are shit but to not give a fuck

They make it bearable enough to help us on our way

But still it feels nice to feel alive

To try to find a house or home or some place to thrive

It feels great to be alive

Except for all those times we feel dead

And how do we maintain our buoyancy?

In this salty lake of shit, tears, and murder and disease

How do we keep ourselves afloat?

In all this sad stuff

I've gotta know the answers

I've gotta know it now

And I need to know the answers, I have to know how

We'll all die alone someday

I hope we don't die alone