We all die in the end
Where's the pleasure in making friends
We all cry in our beds
Reliving our past regrets
Sometimes we may feel broken
Sometimes we may feel sad
As long as I keep living
I'll feel nothing, but bad
Go to work again
Sell my soul to pay the rent
Trying hard to fend
Off the all consuming debt
I feel like I'm dying
My health is fading fast
My lust for life is gone now
It wasn't built, to last
I've packed my bags
And I'm ready to go
The house of life
Doesn't feel like a home
Am I losing my mind
My will to live isn't easy to find
Things were better before
You turned away and shut the door
I'm staring in the mirror
Who's that goblin that I see
Imagine my surprise when
I figure out, it's me
We all die in the end
Where's the pleasure in making friends
We all cry in our beds
Reliving our past regrets
Tyler Benoit - We All Die in the End Lyrics
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We all die in the end
Where's the pleasure in making friends
We all cry in our beds
Reliving our past regrets
Sometimes we may feel broken
Sometimes we may feel sad
As long as I keep living
I'll feel nothing, but bad
Go to work again
Sell my soul to pay the rent
Trying hard to fend
Off the all consuming debt
I feel like I'm dying
My health is fading fast
My lust for life is gone now
It wasn't built, to last
I've packed my bags
And I'm ready to go
The house of life
Doesn't feel like a home
Am I losing my mind
My will to live isn't easy to find
Things were better before
You turned away and shut the door
I'm staring in the mirror
Who's that goblin that I see
Imagine my surprise when
I figure out, it's me
We all die in the end
Where's the pleasure in making friends
We all cry in our beds
Reliving our past regrets
Where's the pleasure in making friends
We all cry in our beds
Reliving our past regrets
Sometimes we may feel broken
Sometimes we may feel sad
As long as I keep living
I'll feel nothing, but bad
Go to work again
Sell my soul to pay the rent
Trying hard to fend
Off the all consuming debt
I feel like I'm dying
My health is fading fast
My lust for life is gone now
It wasn't built, to last
I've packed my bags
And I'm ready to go
The house of life
Doesn't feel like a home
Am I losing my mind
My will to live isn't easy to find
Things were better before
You turned away and shut the door
I'm staring in the mirror
Who's that goblin that I see
Imagine my surprise when
I figure out, it's me
We all die in the end
Where's the pleasure in making friends
We all cry in our beds
Reliving our past regrets
Writer: Tyler Benoit
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