Death, You Are My Bitch Lover!

Death, You Are My Bitch Lover
(Lyrics by Joseph Parrella Music by Joseph Parrella,Christopher Ragone,Adrian Balfdor and John Rodriguez)
I want to live fast and die old but if my heart stops beating I still got soul. I want to crash on the highway and drown in the lake, hurt myself to see what I could take. I want to sing with my friends and never go home, dance all night and never be alone. This feels so good.
Quick call the cops it’s another year lost, 365 days on signs of the cross. I don’t feel much but I don’t feel little, the dead have new suits but their bones are still brittle. I'm all she wants to know but I don’t think so. I mix guilt with my sex and hope it don’t show. Baby girl, I got your back even though I’ll never see you again.
Let’s scream at the night so the stars can’t ignore us. If life is a canvas then we are the artists, finger paint our portraits and never look back.
I didn’t lose a reason to believe I just like to drip in the alcohol and char in the nicotine. Won’t you shout with me “I don’t want you if I can’t have you now” I want to drive through all fifty states, kiss the prettiest girl and put her hands on my waist. Laugh so hard that my stomach bleeds, cut open my sleep and live what it means to dream (dream)
I ‘m the mute poet with a dictionary of a thousand words, a crippled hand, a shattered tongue, and a voice you’ve never heard. I pray my body can withstand what it’s about to take, for a life I want, a death I love and the story in between. Oh my God, What’s it worth? Everything.
She said “That’s beautiful” and I was never so sad to hear the sweetest word. Yea she said “That’s beautiful” and I was never so sad.