Don't take yourself too seriouslyThere are precious few things worth hating nowadaysAnd none of them are meI was only trying to say how things used to beTill we grew up and we all went our separate waysLooking for our own rest to immortalityThis is how I thought I'd start my songAnd it seems a little silly when I think of itBut now I'm so far aloneAnd no one really wants to know that he's wrongThat his ears can't really hear or he's blind a bitOr that he's really weak when he thinks that he is strongNow I'm in the middle and I just don't knowIf I'll make it any further if the words don't flowWhen you live in silence any sound is dearBut for those who don't take heart because the end is nearThis is the ending of my songIt has made me blind and deaf and weakBut most of allIt shows you that I'm wrongFor you see that it's really twice this longAnd if I should die tomorrow it will carry onCarry onCarry onCarry onCarry onCarry onCarry onCarry onCarry onCarry onOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, oh