We're all gonna die,
we're all gonna die,
we're all gonna die,
we're all gonna die,
we're all gonna die
Some people got your back,
some humans are obstacles
Sometimes a man in the mirror questions
the reflection that seems to be haunting me
No bullets can soar in these symphony arts,
these churches are threes in the symphonies
I know these drugs have been killing me,
I know these drugs have been killing me
I might go 50-150,
I walk on the rails and ask,
don't know what's pushing me
I don't believe in this,
that God is you,
cause I never wanted the sympathy
I live my life on my word,
while you look for excuses to perfect your imagery
You get what you work for,
not what you deserve,
it's uncertain,
I don't think it's a mystery
Hold on and let go,
live fast or die slow,
hold on and let go,
live fast or die slow
Holly Tracy
The Invincible dies slow.
The Invincible dies slow.
We're all gonna die.