CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : You Got to Die Sometime

Okay—
When the doctor started using phrases like
"You'll pass away"
What could I say?
I said, Doctor
In plain English
Tell me why was I chosen
Why me of all men?
Doctor, here's the good part
At least death means
I'll never be scared about dying again

Let's get on with living while we can
And not play dumb
Death's gonna come
When it does, screw the nerves
I'll be eating hors d'oeuvres
It's the roll of the dice and no crime
You gotta die sometime

Death is not a friend
But I hope in the end
He takes me in his arms and lets me hold his face
He holds me in his arms and whispers something funny
He lifts me in his arms and tells me to embrace
His attack
Then the scene turns to black