You come in cold
you‘re covered in blood
they‘re all so happy you‘ve arrived
the doctor cuts your cord
he hands you to your mom
to set you free in to this life
and where do you go
with no destination
no map to guide you
wouldn‘t you know
that it dosn‘t matter;
we all end up the same.
(Coro:)
these are the chronicals of life and death
and everything between
these are the stories of our lives,as fictional
as they may seem
you come in this world
and you go out just the same
today could be the best day of your life
money talks in this world,
thats what idiots will say
but you‘ll find out
that this world
is just an idiot parade
before you go,
you‘ve got some questions;
and you want answers
but now you‘re old, cold covered in blood,
right back to where you started from
these are the chronicals of life and death
and everything between
these are the stories of our lives,as fictional
as they may seem
you come in this world
and you go out just the same
today could be the worst day of your life
these are the chronicals of life and death
and everything between
these are the stories of our lives,as fictional
as they may seem
you come in this world,
and you go out just the same
today could be the best day of,
today could be the worst day of,
today could be the last day of your life,
it‘s your life, your life.