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letra de we were all meant to die - yemerica

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[part i]

[verse 1: finnseeghosts, holy name of mary choral family]
what is death like? it’s like before you were born
no memory, no thought, no reason to mourn
nothing in life is promise, except the dirt
so you better make the most of it, for whatever it’s worth
fate ain’t negotiable, rich or poor
let’s dance with the skeletons at the party next door
life’s a disease, deaths the only cure
try to find peace, but nothing is for sure
from ashes to ashes, dust we return (o-o-o-o-oh)
(he’ll give us what we need) no way to escape, when it’s our turn
we are all meant to die, that’s why i don’t care about my life
(it may not be what we want)
nihilistic thoughts, crucifying me alive
but in the sp-ce between, there’s some time to create
a fleeting moment of beauty, before we fade

[chorus: finnseeghosts]
we all meant to die
meant to die

[verse 2: finnseeghosts]
they told me to die, but they can’t look me in the eye
we are all meant to die, that’s something you can’t deny
so you better choose wisely on how you spend your time
you can either sit behind a screen, all day hating online
or you can make a lot of money, and die with a smile
[segue: holy name of mary choral family]

[part ii]

[verse: nater]
we drift through the day, like ghosts in the halls
leaving behind our legacy, if anything at all
if you keep living with the thought of dying on your mind
living isn’t living, you’re just dying alive
some days, some weeks, i’m not living, merely breathing
in some ways i seek life’s true meanings
roof peel back, watching time slip by
i’ma keep going till the stars all collide
i’m not ‘fraid of death, not afraid of nonexistent
i keep grinding, making beats, that’s what i call persistence
you can suck my d-ck, i don’t need your assistance
my last girl did me dirty, so i’m taking my distance
all the one’s talking like they know my fate
but we all have the same fate, no matter the weight
they ask me how i’m doing, i say “yeah, i’m great”
‘specially when i get engulfed in all of the hate
bottle it up
drink it up
use it as my fuel, ’cause i’m the type of guy that’ll end up on a mural
while we respect, just like ye in the chi’
and i insert my d-ck in between your mamas thighs

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