At the end of the day we'll all look the same in a smiling bag Your lame a** fancy clothes are as worthy as a rag At the end of the day we'll all end up in a smiling bag No matter what was the color of the wrapping flag You keep on telling me bout the way you wanna die But I want to hear bout the way you wanna live Stop crying the bitter tear your mother cried Don't believe the same goddamn lie your father believed You dream bout life in a different place, different time You're not happy with the person you are You take for granted all you have and the bottom line Is that you can lose all you have in the blink of the eye Have I put across the message clearly enough , will you sing this song Will you take my hand, before it fades away out of the blue Will you still waste your precious time to prove me wrong Or will you prove once again that you're only a fool