What's the point of living without dying for an ego?
So we validate our fantasies to feel like we are special inside
You know we love to lie
We like grabbing onto anything to feel like we're important
Not a moment that is shorter than a hiccup or a blink of an eye
In a whisk at a time
But we're all gonna die
Decomposing to the petals and the lines
The bees will use our fly
For whatever they like
Make the honey that our grandkids will put inside
Their morning tea
It's the thing of life
We are all in each other
The thing of life
Nobody lives forever
The thing of life
We don't know how to accept
We're just a product of a chance
And less like gods but more like plants
Who can't stop making up reasons
We're alive
We're alive
You know we love to deny
So we paint our face with intellect
Pretending we're not curious
Too busy, super serious
Don't have the time to do what we like
Baby look at the sky
Cause we're all gonna die
Decomposing to the petals and the lines
Decomposing to the petals and the lines
The bees will use our fly
For whatever they like
Make the honey that our grandkids will put inside
Their morning tea
It's the thing of life
We are all in each other
The thing of life
Nobody lives forever
The thing of life
We are all in each other
The thing of life
Nobody lives forever
The thing of life.