The Chronicles of Life and Death

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

She sets you free into this life

And where do you go

With no destination, no map to guide you

Wouldn't you know

That it doesn't matter, we all end up the same

These are the chronicles 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

And money talks in this world

That's what idiots will say

But you'll find out

That this world is just an idiots 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 chronicles 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

But these are the chronicles 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