You come in cold you're covered in blood
They're all so happy you're arrived 
The doctor cuts your cord, hand you to your mom
She sets you free into this life.

And where do you go 
With no destiniation, no map to guide you
Wouldn't you know 
That is doesn't matter; we all end up the same

These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between
These are the story's of our lives, as fictional as may seem
You come in this world, and 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 answer
But now your old, cold covered in blood, right back to where you started

These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between
These are the story's of our lives, as fictional as they may seem
You come in this world, and you go out just the same
Yoday could be the worst day of your life.

These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between
These are the story's of our lives, as fictional as may seem
You come in this world, and 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... Yourr lifee