Two weeks is not enough time to make amends or say goodbye
But he never was scared
He never was scared
A life to leave so unprepared
He never looked back or questioned why
He lived his life always ready to die
With no regrets, no second guess
Resigning to his fate
So what makes your life complicated? It's always overrated
And what right do you have complaining? You first world baby
Think you've got the right to be rude
And walk around like the world owes you
And you've got the time
Got all the time
But it could end in the blink of an eye
The doctor said the disease is gone
What are the odds, a million to one
The affliction's back
You can't react or tell your kids goodbye
But my boss is making me work weekends
So what makes your life complicated? It's always overrated
And what right do you have complaining? You first world baby
No lullaby for you