A Good Day to Die

War and death, the stench of fear hits the air
Pinch yourself to check if you're still alive
Oh how prophetic, the end of days
So wrap in plastic your MRE's
And grow a garden of Eden
Sew your oats and fly. The end in nigh
We're fucking drunk and we're way too high
To conceive ourselves that the end is nigh
Now I'm wasting your time and you're wasting mine
But we sure picked a damn good day to die!
A good day to die!
Pain and loss hits you hard like a stone
Time runs out, you feel as if you're alone
So pick a poison and make a wish
And do enjoy your every sip
The night is young, and so am I
And rumor has it, the end is nigh
We're fucking drunk and we're way too high
To conceive ourselves that the end is nigh
Now I'm wasting your time and you're wasting mine
But we sure picked a damn good day to die!
A good day to die!
War and death, the stench of fear hits the air
Pinch yourself to check if you're still alive
Oh how prophetic, the end of days
So wrap in plastic your MRE's
And grow a garden of Eden
Sew your oats and fly. The end in nigh
We're fucking drunk and we're way too high
To conceive ourselves that the end is nigh
Now I'm wasting your time and you're wasting mine
But we sure picked a damn good day to die!
A damn good day to die!
A damn good day to die!
A damn good day to die!
We sure picked a damn good day to die!