You come in cold
You're covered in blood
They're all so happy you've arrived.
The doctor cuts your cord
He hands you to your mum
Just sets you free into this life
And where do you go
With no destination
No maps to guide you
Wouldn't you know
That it doesn't matter
We all end up the same
These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between
These are the stories of our lives as fictional as they may seem.
You come in this world, and you go out just the same.
Today could be the best day of your life.
And you'll find out
That in this world
We're all just rats caught in a race.
But take your time
There's no need to rush,
You don't have to live that way.
Before you go
You've got some questions and you want answers.
But now you're old
Cold covered in blood
Right back to where you started from
These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between
These are the stories of our lives as fictional as they may seem.
You come in this world, and you go out just the same.
Today could be the worst day of your life.
These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between
These are the stories of our lives as fictional as they may seem.
You come in this world, and you go out just the same.
Today could be the best day of
Today could be the worst day of
Today could be the last day of your life.
It´s your life
Your life