You were young, you were told
Heaven’s streets are paved with gold
Excuse me if I stop and stare
If that’s so great, why aren’t you there?

Look around, see the signs
Of losing touch, losing minds
Race is over, time has won
Now take my hand, c’mon, c’mon

Kill yourself [x4]

Sun goes down, then goes out
Hope escapes without a shout
Darkness veils the curtain call
Into the void our futures fall

Stars called home, horizon tears
In the dark before the dawn
Now take my hand, c’mon, c’mon

Kill yourself [x4]

Tides of cold, shards of steel
Mountains fade, sardonic teal
Face the agony of doom
And crawl into your velvet tomb

You were young, you were told
Not to fear growing old
Now the troops of time march on
Now take my hand, c’mon, c’mon

Kill yourself [x8]