We were talking late last night
What would you live like if you had died
And been reborn with a second chance to live
Would you loose your fear of being dead
And be afraid of something else instead?
Maybe you'd be more concerned with living it like you need
You can fake your own d**h
And live it like you've always been afraid of living
Fake your own d**h
And come alive
You can fake your own d**h
And live it like you've always been ashamed of living
Fake your own d**h
And instead of dying you might come alive
I don't need no fancy flowers
I don't need a big production
When I die paddle my ashes out to sea
I don't want to lose you honey
But every story has an ending
When I die I know that your love's gonna follow me
You can fake your own d**h
And live it like you've always been afraid of living
Fake your own d**h
And come alive
You can fake your own d**h
And live it like you've always been ashamed of living
Fake your own d**h
And instead of dying you might come alive
You can fake your own d**h
And live it like you've always been ashamed of living
Fake your own d**h
And come alive
You can fake your own d**h
And live it like you've always been too scared of living
Fake your own d**h
And instead of dying you might come alive