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There will come a day when our cells won't regenerate and everyone you know will rot away, rot away Your friends and enemies and all your family we will all be buried in the ground, in the ground So make the most of it. Life's too short to fuck with. Once an hour a day I get very sad Once an hour a day I get depressed When that hour is over I start to feel okay because I'm reminded I'll rot away, rot away. I don't have much time to hang out here and cry and though that may feel nice I can't do that everyday I've had a lot of friends and they've done a lot of drugs and those drugs made my friends rot away, rot away They say that Jesus saves but Jesus doesn't care because he is in a grave, in a grave Let's be our own God, take care of ourselves and the ones that we love From Letras Mania