Bad things happen everyday
Cancer and murder, and herpes and AIDS
We'll all die alone someday
I hope we don't die alone
And our vices make it bearable enough
To know our lives should've been to not give a f**
They make it bearable enough to help us on our way
But still it feels nice to feel alive
To try to find a house or home or some place to thrive
It feels great to be alive
Except for all those times you feel dead
And how do we maintain our buoyancy
In this salty lake of sh**, tears, and murder and disease
How do we keep ourselves afloat?
In all this sad stuff
I've gotta know the answers
I've gotta know it now
And I need the answers, I have to know how
We'll all die alone someday
I hope we don't die alone