No one is invincible

I swear death is closer than you think and hell is just a stone’s throw away.
You work for that daily bread.
And you sing a song that comforts you.
The tune is useless. You’re not invincible.
Death believe how sweet you are.
You slave and save to be someone you don’t love.
Death believe how sweet you are.
You slave and save to be someone you don’t love.
Dare me to break another vow I’ve made.
And no one saying “thank you”
to the one who needs the credit.
You cry when your life’s a mess and you care when you are affected.
Was there ever an ounce of doubt?
You just keep on singing that song.
Death believe how sweet you are.
You slave and save to be someone you don’t love.
Death believe how sweet you are.
You slave and save to be someone you don’t love.
What’s the point of living if it’s all for yourself.
When you find another exit let me know.
What’s the point of living if it’s all for yourself.
When you find another exit let me know.
Death believe how sweet you are.
You slave and save to be someone you don’t love.
Death believe how sweet you are.
You slave and save to be someone you don’t love.